(no subject)
unchanging snowflake patterns
you told me once
that I take your breath a w a y
like stepping outside
your second floor apartment
on a cold near-winter day
[snow is in the air-
oh its in the air]
and that was it.
that's all it took to sucker
me in to this unfamiliar season.
this was cold
we were cold
somehow though,
we were always happy being cold.
a therethere hug on this
newly fallen oh so crispy snow
with a likeyoumeanit kiss
under frostbitten rooftops -
you always had such meaningful words
taped so sublimely to your chest
iknowiloveyou
ithinkiwanttobewithyou [forever]
oh boy.oh boy.
and i smiled
i actually smiled
with the anticipation of
immortality in your arms
and the thought of this
unfading, bitter, cold season
never ending.
winter has never felt so warm.