As winters day rolls in

Sun rays burning dirt-colored skin

Peeling cloved eyes apart to

Witness your grin

Or perhaps soft snoring—

Hands searching for eternity,

Tracing ridges along deep waistlines

The aroma of yesterday’s coconut shrimp

engulfed between sheets,

Faint memories of distant dreams

Crashing like ocean waves into reality

Drowning out the sounds of our breath

Reminding us that time passed is each, a tiny death

Mingling, rising then crashing deeply

As firm digits rush to grope soft cheeks

Laughter breaking vocal chords weak

The deepest rumble, bold vibrations

Echoing from your stable mountain top

I’m grateful that it is your chocolate eyes I peer in—

On a chilly, winters morning