there’s a large rug on the floor in front of the fire. several blankets. scattered pillows and cushions. and you. naked, entangled in them. entangled in me. i look into your eyes and touch your face. i kiss you. we melt together. we make love. and we make real, our love. everything, everything is natural and connected. familiar. you breathe my skin and i twirl your hair in my fingers. lay on my chest and hear the fire crackling. this world, this snowed in world, is nothing but warm. the fire, our skin, our being.
yeah, i’ll run away with you, to there.