I enjoy the company of snow-
iced shining roads
the cleanliness of cold-
a time of winter tales

And I sleep atop a mattress of fallen stars; dreaming of each and everyone of their failed wishes.
For I shall adamantly aspire to complete each one; before I become nothing more then a failed wish myself...

I saw you look over at me
My arm across your chest
Fingers tracing tiredly
I felt the breath you took
It hitched
I saw you pause when you looked
Right before kissing
My forehead
Your chest tightened
My senses were heightened
I and you know it to be true
That kiss means
I love you

The drone of a fan
turned off creates a silence
for the barking dog.