Fit Into Place

Walking slowly through the dusky frost
With white satin encircling us
Nearer you draw to me
Your hand slowly approaches mine
It sneaks nearer
Draws closer
Like a lion to its prey
Then
In surprise
It slips into mine
We grasp each others hand
The heat penetrates into my skin
It seeps into my bones
We keep walking
Voiceless
The sharp frigid wind blows past us
My hand opens
Our hands separate
My hand drops
Heavily it collapses to my side
The warmth quickly fades
We are back to the way we began