Night is longer now.
Our reign of the darkness
lasts hours more.
Precious time.
We savor each other
while evening winds
grow colder.
No one stirs
during this blackness.
We have the chilled shadows
all to ourselves.
Drops crystallize on blades of grass.
Thin spiderwebs of ice harden on sidewalks.
Everything sparkles
under the moon.
A quiet magic
uncurls its fingers,
grabs hold of me,
whispers wishes
I had dared only to dream.
The heat of my lady’s hand
now wrapped around
the stone of my own
as we walk
gives those wishes fuel.
They blaze brightly,
lighting my way,
our way.
The fire builds,
rages hot and strong,
and on this night
when winter knocks,
I am ready.
I am warm.
I am in love.
~Drake
Our reign of the darkness
lasts hours more.
Precious time.
We savor each other
while evening winds
grow colder.
No one stirs
during this blackness.
We have the chilled shadows
all to ourselves.
Drops crystallize on blades of grass.
Thin spiderwebs of ice harden on sidewalks.
Everything sparkles
under the moon.
A quiet magic
uncurls its fingers,
grabs hold of me,
whispers wishes
I had dared only to dream.
The heat of my lady’s hand
now wrapped around
the stone of my own
as we walk
gives those wishes fuel.
They blaze brightly,
lighting my way,
our way.
The fire builds,
rages hot and strong,
and on this night
when winter knocks,
I am ready.
I am warm.
I am in love.
~Drake