Night becomes day
Day shrinks into night
Lungs filled with ice
Alive
The air frosts with his hand
Alive
Eyes that melt my soul
Alive
He now smiles
A tickle of my tongue
To dance in the spires
To a moon that hangs low
A moon that begs for a kiss
Humanity that glows beneath
A hearth neath my breast
A caress of finality
Osculating elements of folly
All that is understood for now
He makes me feel....human
And for all that
I feel most alive...
- Arielle