"breath sways to our hips,
in frozen of the alps"

The question of the meaning
to life's biggest secrets,
logs in a winter holiday cabin,
Eyes carry more than wisdom,
they weigh me down with beauty.
The breaths are suddenly physically
seen in the air outside the warmest
and to the cold our tonight's.
You and I running in continuous
no end to our passionate flow,
the icy anxiety heard in the morning
a wish granted in the afterglow.