Night upon a sandy boardwalk exit,
My voice caresses words of adoration,
Spoken only for you to hear
May they be carried away to sea by the night wind,
So the the words last eternally in solidity in this vast universe
and even in the sunbeams of the heavens, perhaps
Caught up in the stars.

The wind chills me to my bones,
Though my body does tremble as result
You delicately smile
Following to press your sweet lips lovingly
to my cold cheek;
I am warmed.

Our eyes lock
and at the trembling touch
of our fingers, interwoven, I know
We are not in fact promised long life in this cold world
Life can be as short and brisk
As the night wind

However long I may be here
I feel I will be a great deal warmer
If the remainder of my fragile time spent in this life
so like the night wind,
is here, always, by your side

k.s

On a chilly January night we snuck onto a playground.
We played truth or dare and laughed about the area being way too dark,
We questioned if maybe it wasn't safe to be in the park.
It was genuine, quiet; with nothing to hear but sirens, the sound of a soft breeze and our heartbeats
But, it didn't bother you or I.
Our shivering bodies wrapped in blankets,
we seemed to forget we were cold in the first place when our lips moved in perfect symmetry.
When I heard those honest and reassuring words you spoke as you held my hand in your car,
I felt like the walls so carefully built from my past regrets weren't being broken, but instead you were helping build a small gate,
To which only you have the key


and I wouldn't have it any other way.