Skipping Pebbles

Have you woken up by a river? One within the forbidden woods. A tent, for two. Sleeping bags. The stream, rushing over golden sand. I could hear the trees breathing, The psithurism, the birds. I skipped a pebble, watched you do it too. Fishing, when you preferred being a vegan. Etching your name on the boulders, Whilst the brontide masked the twilight. The mist, one that made you vanish. I missed the sun, but not as much as you do. The peiskos while I poked the marshmallows. The beverage on a cold evening, One that ran down your spine. Our mutual redamancy, one so sacred. I crave for the day, when you return. I crave for the day, when I build a tent for you. A tent by the river, just for us two. My sister, come back soon. So, have you woken up by a river? I know I haven't yet.