Over the years
We ease into our love
Although it wasn’t always
Velvet touches and honey kisses
My bite is rough
And your tongue is sharp
But we smoothed away
The jagged edges of pain
With stubborn hope and full hearts

Hands move
Over bodies and time
Telling the mother of all lies
That we’ll have another hour
A bright new day
But the clock’s ticking
Timeless numbers and notions
While seasons race to an end
And we reach for a new beginning

She sends a silent thank you to the midnight moon as it lights her path. Snow crunches under her boots and falls gently from the sky, as she enjoys the moment, this sliver of solitude amongst the tinsel, gifts, and holiday cheer.