oh love, i am in so deep.
in a moment, i swear i felt you, touched by you.
as if the empty, frigid wind that cycles my bed,
was somehow the delicate curls of your hair,
not the haunting winter.
even in the throws of the present dangers and struggle,
something in me changed.
the rain flooded out the January frost.
the air smelt like August once again.
and my house felt like home once more.
we thought in terms of the two, working as one.
struggling as one, rejoicing as one.
the thought alone, being with the girl i love,
was always so inviting, yet so terrifying.
as those words came from your mouth,
fright never swept me from my feet.
for once, this unstable ground was absent violence, it shook very lightly,
and your voice filled my ears, my heart, with doubtless confidence.
regardless of warnings, the future doesn't scare me at all.
"you're my patronus."
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