Jun 01, 2008 22:40
Cool flow on bare face skin.
Silently parting water.
Looking up, poised for an explosion of breath.
In free ascent.
Awaken from slumber.
Hair in my face.
Delicate skin upon my lips.
At home next to you.
Only you are not really here.
A campsite, night falls.
Cold envelops.
Desolate ice surrounds.
Another traveler joins to help build the fire.
Home for the night, carefree sleep.
Only to awaken alone.
Later they meet again at a makeshift permanent structure.
"I hoped to see you again"
"but I was only lost, this is my home. You may stay as a guest"
Wandering the snow again, warmth is for the weak anyways.