coffeelove

This life is so good..
My heart bursts with love for this. The warmth of the sun on my body is like the burning touch of a lover.
The breeze from the north reminds me that this will all be gone soon. Some of the trees are already shades of orange and brown, waving slowly in the wind but not dropping their leaves just yet.
The lazy buzzing of the bees and other insects, preparing for fall, for a long winter.
Winter that will always be in my blood, I'm frozen solid and belong to this more than anything.
I'd embrace if all if I could, I'd hold it so close, bury my face into the coldness and feel the sting on my cheeks.
For the sun to once again disappear for months, the squeak when you walk on the snow, fingers numb, to crawl into bed with your lover to feel warm again.
I couldn't do anything any different. This is where I should be. This is always in the deepest parts of me.