We dance to music only you can hear
under the pinprick sky

The air crisp and cool
the beginning of a season
prompting our closeness to embrace away the cold

You twirl me around through the garden
bringing me away and towards
in serpentine motion

I almost trip
but your arms are there to catch me
I stop looking at my feet and gaze up to the night
see the half-moon shining
High  
just like you

We start humming a jazz standard
Sinatra
You know more of the words than I do

"Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars..."

We hold hands
your cold fingertips past your cutoff glove
warming in mine
walking in time
to the song
so involved in the melody that the lyrics keep on flowing and I know it's only a song and you were ****** and I was sleepy but still
you said (sung) it

"In other words: I love you."