like summer nights on porch swings,
like the clink of ice cubes in a glass,
like the fire of the sun as it sets,
i reminisce, i miss, i crave you.
like a cold wind that pushed us close,
like eddies of snowflakes in our wake,
like the mist of your breath rising,
i can still taste, feel, sense you.
like morning sun peeking over the sill,
like dim grey dawn and its chill,
like waking rested and close to your weight,
i will chase, and seek, and find you.
like the hours of one deep dark night,
like the plenty we find between dusk and dawn,
like the time to touch or kiss or play,
i will keep, love, adore you.