Glowing in the dark
the dark slowly turning into day.
Today growing longer
the longer I am away from you.
You come into my arms,
my arms, always wide open for you
you hold me tight,
tightly, I hold you.
Goosebumps I had from the cold disappear,
when you appeared; they were tamed by your warmth,
warmth like a blanket over my shoulders,
my shoulders, no longer tensed when I am with you.
You tell me to not let go,
“Go,” is the last word on my mind.
I mind not holding you for as many hours as you need.
Need I say that being together is our destiny?