I can feel you out there,
ourselves,
walking together,
enjoying a snowfall,
a spirited stroll,
feeling her cheeks warm,
against my own,
the winter I see grow.
I love watching the snowfall.
Imagine you doing the same
from a window
not so far away
close enough to
feel in each other’s presence
to know
we cannot disappear
if we let ourselves
remain in love.