The January air was enough to bring tears to my eyes
But for some reason, tears felt foreign
Our ungloved fingers traced invisible patterns on icy skin
Was this it?
You whispered up a cloud of cold, swirling mist that danced to the tune of my heart
Have I finally found what I've been searching for?
The wind whistles and whips strands of my hair across my face, bringing with it the burning smell of fires decades away.
Was it you all this time?
I laugh and smile as you crinkle your cool, red nose.
Why have we been made to wait so long?
You close your eyes and your head sinks down,
a sweet smile on your face
But I? My eyes search up to the stars and
My heart stays down below in your loving embrace