I dreamt of

Lovers past and

Present they brought

Me joy like

That first snowfall

In late November

Full of wonderment

And awe like

That first tickling

Ahh upon dipping

Toes in a

Cool Wisconsin lake

And warmth like

That cabin fire

In Vermont after

An afternoon of

Sledding I awoke

Nestled beneath comforters

Knowing that I

Was loved and

In turn loved