Staring at the winter
Dark descending
I remember thinking
The whole world 
Wouldn’t be enough
 
I close my eyes savoring
This fugitive moment
Imploring you 
With an open mouth kiss
I whisper, “I love you” 
 
Our eyes meet
In a nervous glance
The melancholy is music
It is a slow waltz
A desperate dance
 
Your smile warmly recalling
An amused wistfulness
Maybe a reminiscence
This renders me 
Hopeful and breathless