In a close distance
Observation lies obsessed
With dancing futuristic fantasies
Of how life could be
Walking peacefully
Down a bitter winter street
Wrapped in the warmth of loveliness
No drama served
Only soft kisses
And two-mile a hour finger trials
Along the back of your neck
The kind that would make ice cream scream
And all the M&M’s would blush with envy
Closing their eyes in imitation
And through observation
Revelation came
Hand delivered what tomorrow would look like
Like yesterday
And yesterday before
And rhythm repeated itself
Like heartbeats and seasons
Without reason
You would wake up to I love yous
This is the gift I possess
In a close distance