the soft warmth of the warming winter sun...
bringing rivulets of life to the frozen ice...
i look upward...seeing the geese as they fly...
and with them i soar...my heart...and i...
the clouds embrace the rich blue sky
as if tomorrows will never arrive...
we live for today...our loves untethered...
and when they are done....desires...
remembered....
as with the sun....we circle and spin
and exude this warmth...so long kept in...
and through the warm of our eyes....and our touch and our wiles...
we see the ice melt 'mongst the coldest of of smiles....
a thaw....and a whisper...and soon...perhaps...
a chance...an encounter....
