I woke up
and for once I silenced my fears.
I picked up a nugget of sunlight and put it in my top pocket,
patting it
every time the chill from the tunnel
made goosepimples rise on my skin.
It sent a ripple of heat and light through my body
that became as natural as breath.
In the distance, I saw you pick up
a nugget of your own
and hide it in the lengths of your hair.
With every casual stride
it glinted, dazzling my eyes.
I wanted to run out of winter, and join you in summer.
I didn’t realise you were running towards me.
We met in spring.
Treeshallow Musings 