winter

i love winter.

not because the leaves wither away 

and the frost starts to spread

i love winter because it brings me closer to you.

i don't know who you are 

but there is this hope inside of me -

a soft candle with notes of white cedar and orange

warms me on these chilly nights -

it keeps alive the hope that, one day, our paths will 

collide underneath the wintry moon

and i'll reveal to you what winter means to me:

hearth, kinship, and a 

connectivity that melts away all troubles

then i'll ask what winter means to you

and the answer will determine our future

- hopeless dreamer