(Did I mention that I love the cold? Day 320…)

Left arm’s wrapped around ya, reflections in the mirror…

Wintry nights
Mean “all night” lasts longer tonight
We have more darkness to illuminate
Tis the season for lengthy sessions

There’s enough cover for you to be more comfortable naked
There’s enough starlight to admire the way stars outline your body like a constellation
The scope extends to better see you

Your arms open like journal
Begging for another entry
Another exchange of secrets
Another idea left in and on you
With you
Ink just seems to flow effortlessly.