Take me back to your whisper in the winter wind.
Take me back to warm hands for cold feet.
Take me back to soft lips meant for my own.
Even tape mine shut so I won’t speak.

Effervescence; a new reality is calming me.
Reminiscence and sentimentality in harmony.
May I reside deep inside that big room you hide,
With its four walls closing in on me?

I welcome its embrace.
And let it be my last.
For I know this will last.
We passed by so fast in the past, but found the
Windows to your soul are Windows to my future.
So go. Digress!
Crush gentle bones in a rush of pheromones.
Just know, Princess,
That fleeting glimpse left an imprint on a prince.