It rains properly for the first time in weeks,
In the low clouds i see a mirror with your reflection
Umbrellas hiding the faces of the people around us
While they look away, kiss me.
In the rain

Winter arrives my love
The smell of damp flowers brings comfort complimenting yours.

curiosity doesn't **** the cat
not in my case.
curiosity itself kills me
looking into the box
and seeing a cat
that ; is what helps me survive
whether its dead or alive

i play words like my violin
smoothly at times but harsh and rough when i forget how to play
forget what words to use
how my bow slides across
how too much vibrato can make it all sound fake
how hyperbole can make it all sound fake
motifs scattered throughout
taint the sound the words
with familiarity with nuance
with you my dear
there is no hyperbole
no vibrato needed
no need for such accenting
for you make my words
my sound smooth as chocolate from the get go


for i never understood what it meant for a kiss to be sweet,
until my lips met yours.
for i never understood what it meant for a person to be warm,
until my arms wrapped around you.
you were warm to me
accepted me even though every inch of you was scared to
was telling you to back down
and i cannot thank you enough for that

you say that your pieces are scattered
the truth is, so are mine
so lets let two perspectives persist and permit
a love that leaves lies behind and lets lips be
so that broken pieces on the floor can not be looked at as flaws
but as scores
as scars
of a past that continues to be made
only now, every atom of me wants that past to be made with you
but unfortunately my past is cursed. so, lets stay in the present.  
so that maybe our puzzle pieces when put together
present a picture

of us

in our own winter wonderland where the world can stop.
and we can love.
for i've discovered in all of our broken pieces.
that
I love you.

i found you
and i found this little clock
at very different times
but in the same time now

it ticks on when you feel like you cant
it ticks on when you wind it each morning
setting its motions into play so that it has a good ticking day,
like how we must work ourselves up to have our own good day
it ticks on during any dark hour
it ticks on when you need it to
when the world feels like its closing in
and getting faster and faster
hold it up and listen
steady
steady
steady

so keep it close for the times ahead
keep it ticking like a temporal anchor
keeping you steady through rough winds and waters
close to your ear, close to your chest, hold it and remember

it serves in place of me
when it feels like im too far
when we havent talked in a time
let this piece of time remind you
to unwind
to breathe
because i will still be here
and all i ask, is that you stay too.

stay strong my dear winter girl.

As a kid growing up
All the way up til now
The one super power I've always wished for
Is to stop time

Because I've had problems
with saving the moment I have
Everything else seems to get in the way

But then you came along
And now my super power is any moment I have with you
Because in those moments the rest of the world stops for a little while
Time stops for a little while

And now in my pocket
A polaroid lies
And let's me stop time whenever I need
Whenever I look at you

So it seems my wish came true
Because now, I have you.