the chill of winter's wind
it crushes me smaller than i already am
and for you -- it's like magic
how you can relish it, revel in it
without a flinch or a shiver on your spine

the way you can move your hands
ever so gracefully to rearrange your hair
and the youth that consumes you
when you push it from your eyes
the eyes that reflected my silhouette in perfect clarity

the passion that absorbs you
when you tell me stories and dreams
and wishes and memories
makes my heart break and swell all at the same time

your arms encase me
even when the world exiles me
and you coerce me into smiles
in a manner to which no one can compare

your voice sounds every single day
in those words that i am careful to toss about
but you remind me
that i don't need to chase it to the ends of the earth
like i always do
and i suppose i always knew
that someday, something would lead me to you