Perhaps because I am cold
I want to bring you warmth—
isn’t that how it goes?
We wish for each other
what we most want for ourselves.
And so I wish you real love,
the kind that is as familiar
as brushing your teeth, as spectacular
as the sky tonight drenching the world
in pink just before
the dark took everything.
Seemingly simple, yet there’s SO MUCH here. Wow.
thank you … yeah, oh this life. Oh this longing to help each other, to be warm. And this invitation to fall in love with our own coldness, too … eesh.