I have always wondered about how people in love folded themselves upon each other that it doesn't feel difficult for them nor suggest difficulty to other people's eyes until now when you placed your chin upon my shoulder with ease; now when you hugged me from behind, your warmth radiating over my body and reaching my cold, cold heart; now when you started whispering over and over words that used to not mean anything to me; I know now how everything seems-- sees, hears, smells, tastes and feels-- easy and God, just wonderful to have someone to fold yourself upon.
for someone, someday, maybe, when it's not yet too late