1/7/11
I want to take a stroll with you
Along the winter streets and walks.
The silent snow and quiet steps
On the darkened familiar paths.
I'll lean against your shoulder blade,
My cheek against your coat.
My hand will find its way
Into yours inside your pocket.
The snow will fall from grey-blue clouds.
We'll have no place to be,
No destination final.
Just you and me
And all the silent world to see.
The dark will be our friend,
The silent world surrounding.
All others indoors will be
Hiding from the chill.
All save us, the lovers
Of the cold, of the midnight world.
Someday we'll bring our children 'long
These paths, beneath orange streetlamps;
Places hidden from such false light.
The snow will illuminate our way
Our trek through woods, up hills, along lanes.
Our silent exultation in the dark cold night,
Reveling in the loneliness,
The aloneness of we two.
I want to take a stroll with you.
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