I walk beside you on snow swept sidewalks shivering from too much life. Your fingers wrap around mine as my hand clings to your shoulder shielding me from the chaos of rushing traffic. Snuggled against you I am captivated by your impossibly sexy voice discussing note worthy events that fill your day. Surreptitiously my mind slips away to desirous play where you sip honey from my swollen lips releasing urgent butterflies from my rib cage. At our favorite café you order tea, for me, hot cocoa brimming with frothy cream that your eager lips flick from mine. In this realm all cares cease to exist past the prism of our window where in the soft glow snow flakes dissolve into a light drizzle and we softly fade into a parallel world of lovers.