even on a cold winter's night, my love for you shines bright.
through rain, sleet, and snowstorm, my love will make you warm.
i sit here in my chair, thinking of a winter's day on a mountain,
and recurring to me, is the image of you, forever burned into my mind.
my mind pines, and my heart whines, that i cannot be forever with you.
more often than naught, i catch myself thinking of you.
as i walk to class, as i lay in bed in the few moments afore i sleep.
the moment just before i wake from slumber, and all the moments in between.
sitting on a rug in front of a fire in a cabin on a mountain.
you wrapped in my arms, held tight, feeling you breath.
listening to your heart beat, and feeling your hair on my face.
reveling in the delight of being in your life and in your presence.
more than anything in the world, i desire to be with you.
in every way possible, for all time, to be yours.
to be called yours, for you to be called mine.
these are the thoughts that race through my mind.