Today the cobblestones are coated in snow.
I envision you in the thick opaque mist of a
sweet sugary dawn the way it is
when you were near.
Hand in hand we disappear into the dream
where I ask you how you slept.
Did we dream the same dream of fragrant roses
and freshly bathed skin as soft as butter
and pale pink berries from your garden.
Without you, I feel that I am nothing.
I wait for the day to possess your every dimension.
To whisper all my visions and smile
when you blush like lovely roses.
I wait to take you into my arms and
open our days to joy.
Until then we shelter in treasured dreams
where we exist on sacred words.