Enamoured Beloved
[December 2025]

​In the hush of winter light,
where cold air dares to glitter,
I keep finding you 
in the warmth between my breaths,
in the way joy settles in my chest
like embers refusing to dim.

You are my bright creature,
my fire stitched with colour,
the glow that bends the frost
into something gentle.

And if the world turns silent,
if snow tries to swallow every sound,
I would still hear you 
in heartbeats,
in memory,
in love that rises again and again
like wings learning their first flight.

Enamoured, always.
Beloved, ever.