Your midnight silhouette

Enlightens my doorway,

At nights like this,

When the serenity of the frost

Ills my wish upon the shooting stars.

Your midnight silhouette

Takes me into your dark chest.

Your invisible hands make their way

Up to my red-rimmed eyes,

Brushing away my holed up grief.

Your midnight silhouette

Blurry in all its form, imperfect in its curves

Unjust in its warm, hearthly presence

Still makes me heave a sigh of content,

Smile a smile of relief, and let my mind

Ease when it crawls up to me, every night;

I've fallen in love, in love with your midnight silhouette...