and have left me amazed and breathless.
Each a vivid shade of beauty, a colorful memory, twined one to another back through space and time—back to when I first knew of you.
So much time gone by
and not so much an ounce of melancholy for what would seem like a wasted span of one's life—at least on the surface,
where time is most still;
but that tranquility covers a strong undercurrent of pending realizations forming, manifesting from my dreams.
I waited all that time for I knew you are worth it.
And I shall continue to wait,
even as I recognize the air is getting cold now,
for my heart has taken in all that you have given the many days gone,
and it is full and sleepy.
Its hibernation is just around the corner;
I shall cuddle in its warmth when time itself freezes over.
In the still whiteness that has come,
I find myself staring seemingly into nothingness,
but the year's love you have given
—the love my spirit feeds upon during its dormancy—
reveals a splendid beauty to my mind's eye.
Contentment and lust fuse as my blood rushes and my heart thumps.
And I am warm, in my waiting for you.
