On that peak,
Where I went up to be alone with you, a distant call of birds welcomes me. It is strangely comforting to be with the unseen you.
I sit there feeling your warmth and hearing the whispers of your breath. I feel you are almost touching me. Yet, there is this unique singularity of bodily presence.
I talk to you through unspoken words and nod to your unmade replies. Sometimes my eyes sparkle with imagination, for they have seen the formless you.
This tryst at such a height is fulfilling, for, it isolates me with your penetrating yet enveloping look.
I am all in you, my Lord. I feel you in me.