Spring sun on a winter’s day

Wraps me in delirium.

Briefly I allow myself a daydream

Of such tenderness

That the joy I feel is almost tangible.

I want to lie next to you

And know you, if I can.

I want to show this lightness to you,

This day and its beauty,

Again, I want to see you

Smile.

The light washes over me

And for a moment I let go of

All the fear, the apprehension

And all I have is this day,

And all I have is this hour,

This second,

This.