weather diary

it's so beautifully cold outside
the moon shines into my eyes just like the sun
I'm blinded

my cheeks are flushed and nose is read
frozen breath on my lashes

I long to share this with you
with you who are you

the sky is purple and pink
thick with fog and magical
I'm awed

almost

I'd be completely
if you were there
to spur me on

if you if you who are you