The wind howls as we walk and flutters 
our clothes like weak curtains, 
your hand squeezing mine to feel a brief flash 
of warmth bloom between our palms.

I love you more than ever in those moments, 
looking at you like an entirely new species

When watching the way your hair
lifts and twists in the wind, 
catching the moon's faint beams to shimmer 
each strand like smooth spun silk.

I want to follow each one 
with my fingertips down to their roots, 
summon the mysterious perfumes living 
within and between each strand, 
breathe in and hold your essence 
in my lungs for as long as I can

When the wind howls and flutters the invisible wires 
stringing through and tethering the world together, 
your hand squeezes mine and I know a kiss 
is about to bloom from our lips.

We feel the earth moving some ancient nameless gear
that we can't begin to understand the turning of, 
but we seek one another out because we can feel it, 
that the wheels keeping every orbit and the molecules 
built into everything can be split at any moment.

I love you more than ever in that second I see you 
as an entirely new species to treasure 
and learn every single detail of

When watching the way your body 
stills and envelopes mine, 
catching the wind to cool
the fevers screaming through us.

I want our hands to follow along our bare skins, 
unfold and keep the other's secrets, 
taste the electricity charging between us, 
summon the mysterious perfumes flowing 
around and deep inside you, 
breathe in and clutch our essence
in release for as long as we can

When the wind howls 
and I crave you more than ever.