hoosakitty

I saw a dry leaf fly across the snow today, and somehow it reminded me of You. I pondered the symbolism…the lost, but not forgotten…the promise of another season...a fluttering token of yesterday…

Maybe it was the knowledge that the warm, brown earth was still there…somewhere…Your smell, Your skin, the roughness of Your hands…hidden from me just beneath the cold white. The heated whisper of your breath in my ear, encapsulated in that single token of a faraway summer. Life…the life ...