"6 Months."

I stood at the window,
frosted-over with
condensation

Inside, the room was warm
and still smelled like
the night befores
Sexual-explorations

I stood there with a
feeling of Nostalgia
and also of Excitement

This feeling, I am
Consumed by

The snow Silently falls
outside
It has Blanketed the
earth that I see Stretched-out
before me
I seem to notice each
individual flake as it Graciously
floats to the ground

Time seemed to be in Suspended-
animation

I turn around and see her lying
there in the bed
I can see from her nose up and
her long black hair as it flows
out from under her and onto
the side where I was laying

The rest of her is still Shrouded
by the thick comforter that we
wrestled and then laid together
in after we wore ourselves out
by giving-in to our Carnal Pleasures

I had waited a while after my
separation to see anyone new but
she came at a time when I could no
longer impede Temptation and she
Helped me through the Blue

I did not want it to be Mere,
re-bound so I was straight-forward and
she didn't care because with her about
this I was true

It was a Relation that seemed melancholic
and re-generating all at the same time
Like some kind of funky dream that came
across Surrealistic but at the same time
sublime

But neither of us minded
We let it play-out its allowed time
Those 6 months were a Wonderful time