In the coldest time of the year we found love.
We walk where the christmas lights shine and the snow sparkles.
We walk not in the same step but with the same heart beat.
You kiss so sweetly.
Under the mistletoe we are now and I feel so alive.
I know i am the world to you.
On a cold winter night we would be together drinking hot chocolate.
We would not fight but share beautiful laughter.
Your voice sounds like a soft violin melody.
Your laugh makes me smile.
Your eyes looking in mine make my heart skip a beat.
I love you happened in a flash but I don't mind.
I hated winter and winter had a bad place in my heart.
Now you have made winter beautiful and warm.
I see my future with you and it is so lovely.
We are two beautiful stars dancing together in the night sky.
One day you will come to me and say will you marry me.
I hope its in winter under the mistletoe because that is when my life changed.
You are so lovely.
You are a unique and beautiful snowflake dancing down to the pavement.
Yet you are different in my eyes.
Tell me your secrets.
share with me your fears.
For baby there is nothing to hide here.
There are a million stars I could dance with but none dance like you.
Love me through the winters each and every year.
Love me forever little star.
Winter was a bad place but you have made it warm with a love that shines as bright as two stars.

the state or quality of being elastic.
flexibility; resilience; adaptability: a statement with a great elasticity of meaning.
buoyancy; ability to resist or overcome depression.
Physics. the property of a substance that enables it to change its length, volume, or shape in direct response to a force effecting such a change and to recover its original form upon the removal of the force.

are you ready?
here it comes!

Slap!

having slapped you
with, to kind attention,
you may now recover
your original form,
when there was
no grief, no distress,
the great clarity
of eying the day's birth,
sweetly and innocently.

once again, you are
buoyant,
molecules of polluted memories,
erased.
wind scattered, gone,
blackboard erased,
whiteboard replaced.

you have been reminded,
even reprimanded,
for forgetting your
elasticity.

life, what ever that be,
is constant motion,
a reshaping of the heart,
for the heart has
no unique shape.
it's adaptation,
it's elasticity,
it's genetic forgive and forget ability,
is legend, is you,

you are legend,

You are elastic.

the human hallmark impressed
in the palms of your hands,
that cannot be erased
by time, fatigue, failure, or anger,
the hands that mold,
re-form for every need,
for every handhold,
for different are:

The hands that open closed fists
The hands that wave hi
The hands that are first to touch
and the last to leave,
waving goodbye,
elastic - tender when tender needed,
strong when strength essences.

so be elastic,
remember to be
ecstatic
remember
when you do,
you need show proofs.

Prove it to me.
Prove it to yourself.

shake, kiss, dare hug,
the one who needs reminding
that life is elastic,
*even more than you.

i sit here, in the dark,
my face illuminated by the pale screen,

twirling my hair around my finger
listening to the song you shared with me on repeat
imagining you with white headphones in

writing one of your college essays

i'd say-
this song is our secret
miles away-
it's the closest thing we have to hands intertwining

when the melody plays out,
it doesn't seem as if you're that far away