Defrosted

Effervescent birdsong and bubbles that fizz inside. Hovering above the ground. Even colours are brighter; a secret artist has taken his watercolours to wash a little more blue across the sky and a little more green amongst the grass. The sun itself shines anew; a buttery smile that spreads warmth over cheeks despite the icy air. Winter loosens its stony frown, its navy eyes soften as it watches us. Hand in hand and lips on lips, we are defrosting, we are coming out of hibernation. The universe that let those icicles stab, those snowflakes suffocate, and that hail pelt, has also conspired to bring us together. To wake dormant laughter and childish delight. and fiery desire. And here, in each other's arms, is where we learn to be summer again.