Just as the sunset peeks its waning rays

Barely over the darkening horizon,

A slivered halo glows above

The shadow of your arm that holds me.

And just as a rock leaves a perfect print

In the earth on which it settles,

The indent that sits between your collarbones

Exists solely for my thumbs to press

And just as a tree has roots that branch

Into the arteries of the earth,

Your fingers spread across my arm

And move the blood within me

So just as a day that is filled with clouds

Can have a sunset so astonishing,

You and I will have our doubts

Yet burn on through unbinded.