curled...

...away from cold,  air swept

from alpine heights by

winds from the top of the world

arctic winds, swept over 

hundreds years old rooftops;

how the Moon had glowed so bright

near Jupiter and winter night full

of vapor breath and laughter.

Our fast walk to warmth then

we lingered over wine and words

after words(--) how I loved your eyes

lived more in your smile(--) then curled

in a place to sleep that cared not

for any circumstance other than

dark eyes in a near dark room

when touch meant invitation

and surrender found agreement

bodies and spirits

Curled, love in a cocoon

warm covers amidst chilled air

and how happiness made heat

and heat made Lovers want so much more