In the cold, dark of January, I remembered you the most. As the chill snapped bones like branches, as the afternoons bathed themselves in gray, as the birds and the backs shook, so did my lips around your name. I'm so happy January is almost over now.
The very moment I first gazed upon your splendour Your fiery eyes gave away the woeful reflection of my soul. And amidst this endless pyre Danced a song of yearning And desire. Relentless. Rebellious. Irrepressible. As if alight to chase away my faithless doubts Your fiery eyes called to me And I followed them home.
Look around for a moment, Nothing will ever be the same. The light will never hit her face like that again. The breeze will never blow quite like that. Enjoy the uniqueness of right now.