What a deep midnight blue it is...

Like I've always loved...

I've always loved such cold, dark nights...

Because then my friend appears 

in the most striking brilliance...

Floating ever so lightly with his countless glittering companions

I've always loved winters

Because the fire feels so good

when it doesn't wrap my entire body in its warmth

There's still a couple of cold toes

and a chilly nose to keep my winter alive

I've always loved love...

The kind that is beautiful but half-hearted

Selfish, lying...truthful, and pure

But am I capable of dissolving my 

self in the other?

Do I desire to erase the boundaries between you and I?

I protect my seams and surfaces

I guard my core and fireplaces

Because, how do I describe the place that is in me?

Oh, how divine, how lovely and powerful is that place...

So ecstatic that it is serene...

So quiet that it speaks to me all I need to hear.

So dark that all things are clear in sight

So bright that things turn invisible

How can there be less love

When there are reservoirs of it in that place?

Tranquil oceans of passion and stormy seas of repose

There is so much of it to quietly give

And forget...

Oh, look how many options we have

People and more people longing to receive

Oh, what a crowded, lonely world it is

And yet, I don't feel alone...