A whispered Saturday
Window open
Breeze makes the door shiver
Everything feels endless
Precariously balanced
On a moment’s whim
Awoke to 9:37 sunlight
After a warm night
Leave my pulse racing
Meet me anew
And be my nebulous spring
When the ice melts at last
So shall we
But the crinkle of paper
And laughter on the lawn
Will keep me in happy servitude
Until day’s end