Ice Wine

You take the chill from the air.
I’m numb looking at you.
I see nothing but your figure.
I hear nothing but your breath.
I taste nothing but your skin.
I hands feel you across the room.
I smell the perfume of you.
The sun is radiant through your hair.
Every thought begins with you.
This moment is eternity but too short.
Your eyes pierce my soul.
They steal the very next breath from me.
It is their depth I long to swim.
The distance between us is always too much.
The warmth of your body is my ice wine.

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