Warmth

silence,
tight hold,
a whispered "i love you",
staying warm against the cold.

a phone call,
an alarm clock,
startling us from our waking dream,
and with lonely sighs of regret we wipe away the steam.

driving back around the corner,
staring at lips freshly kissed,
we whisper happy promises
that this night would soon be missed.

as we stop,
he walks me to the door.
we stop, kiss, smile.
and we promise each other more.