snow came early
i guess it was an artic
wind moving down
i’m not sure
all i know is that
the snow came early
i wasn’t ready
i don’t think anyone was
it made me miss you
i don’t know why
we didn’t share
snowstorms as
lovers should
curled up with tea
skin to skin
but in my mind
i wanted to
i have always
wanted to
we never did
share a snowstorm
the long nights
heavy quilts and layers
warming ourselves
by letting skin
touch skin
we never did
i’m an old man now
missing a lover who
wasn’t there for snowstorms
who wasn’t there
except in my mind
in my mind we drink
tea in silence
we read books
and then lay our books
on the table
and let
skin touch skin