To slip between the black sheets,
As Winter closes in,
A burrow deep beneath the snow,
Unnoticed and unseen.
To feel the dark heart beating,
Now deep within my chest,
An old friend half forgotten,
A strangely silent guest.
To sink into the comfort,
A quilt that fits like skin,
To fall into the welcome,
That lies beyond the grin.
And feel the arms that wrap me,
In swaddling over tight,
And choke the life within me,
To leave me without sight.
But through the night I see you,
A truth beyond the trees,
Your nakedness my blanket
On colder days than these.
