i wish i could have known you
a lot better a lot younger
so i could see you like this
sundrops on your kisses
with colour in your eyes
fingers trail the frosty panes
as we trade breath on these
cool winter mornings
our hands forming hearts
in the left over spaces
between fingers that hold
my soul delicately carefully
touched by the moon and the stars
as our fingers run over the frosty
winter glass