under my feet the crunch of snow
under my feet the crunch of snow 5 degrees or so The lights are getting brighter or My eyes are getting warmer It was brief Subtle Did it even occur? There is no evidence except The feeling of warmth in my body while I’m Surrounded by the coldest of Nights In my town . You were like wine From the moment you touched my Lips And then swished into my mouth Gulped you down like I was separating the alcohol One by one And it settled in my stomach Like a toxic hug that Shouldn’t be there And you stayed For a night and Disappeared like we didn’t exist . The evidence of your being is little But the feeling of your existence is significant I’m back home now sitting in front of The fire Trying to finish this Poem But I’m so cold
