And then the thaw
Arrived upon the gutters
Of my winter home
The low warm sun
At first focusing upon
Icicles in the form
Of interest and laughter
Which caused a drip
Drip drip then streaks
Against the hearts windowpane
The chill of winter
Giving way to the
Promise of the spring
Of affection and touch
Of eyes and smiles
And the long forgotten
Warmth of a body
Waking up close to
Mine next to me