Regretfully crawling out of a warm blanket to meet a snow covered field.
My cheeks absorb the cold as it seeps through the window.
Begging for no attention, living for nothing but my gaze, a lonely fire grows out of a healthy little pile of embers, nuzzled away in the snow.
The growing stillness over the untouched field reaches through my window and meets me with embrace.
You are the captivating landscape that suspends me in time.
You are the fire that dances only for me.
I love you Nicole. You make me feel so many things that I canβt describe. A suspension in time when you look at me with love. A pride when I watch you being yourself. A stillness and a fire ignites in me simultaneously with the love you arouse in my soul.