Thursday, February 16

Winter Time Jitter

I feel like its Spring.
Crisp Air,
The Wind is blowing,
The memories are sweet,
You are here with me.

I've waited for the day,
Oh so long.

Just to watch,
listen,
hear,
learn,
all over again

Your rhythmic ways of moving,
The timing of your wit,
The way you smile,
the subtle warmth, lust of your voice.

It's winter.
But I feel like it's spring.
Butterflies flying, dancing,
as if they're in my stomach...

Thinking of you...
In a moment it will be all done.

When I wrapped up in your warmth.
This Winter.

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