winter...

I fall in love again…

in the bitterness of winter

when waves of cold descend from the north,

and I can see words that escape my lips

in moon bright nights of Jupiter‘s ascent

I fall in love again

because it mattered so much when

it was younger, newer and fresh.

The taste of longed-for lips and the

sweet feeling that flesh mattered so much.

I fall in love again,

when the world around me shivers in frigid blasts

and snow covers the unkempt grounds.

Forgotten tasks are buried ‘neath a frosty cover, and

once again, you are my lover; when

I am the luckiest man, in…

your beautiful, hope filled world.