Blacktail Deer Plateau [m] While everything is spinning beneath til it falls like glass

She'd thought, for a moment, that nothing he could say would soothe her. But somehow he did; somehow he spoke and all the worry melted away from her, and she was left only with the warm afterglow of what they'd shared. I'll never want you to leave, Reverie promised softly, and she meant it. Boone was so unlike anyone she'd met before; rough at the edges but soft, kind, beautiful in a way she'd never thought to appreciate before now. Beautiful in the way of a river running wild, in the way of sunset behind jagged snow-capped mountain peaks, in the way of tree tops dancing and bowing beneath the wind.
She kissed him and found that she wanted him again. You're wonderful, She breathed against his skin. You're perfect. Perfect, and all hers.