

She always pestered me to find the way to her heart
She even insisted that I alone owned those keys
She also reminded me that my delay made her hurt
I didn’t know that everything revolved around a kiss.So I patiently waited for that walk
The most postponed memorable event between us
It’s one that has todate the most talk
It’s one that has the will not to pass.We started off by foot
Then together we boarded the train
Alighted by the shore to ride on boat and rain
The ultimate ride was on snow with white boot.Then came the Christmas tree forest
Then a couple of standing snow men
Then came a mountain of Eskimo nest
Then finally we arrived at an Indian tent by ten.Supper was made of lamb chops
Supper was accompanied by vodka shots
Supper was ended in a camp fire
Then sleep followed in a tent with a lock of wire.That sleep was different
A sleep of rolling and folding
A sleep of dreams and imagination
That sleep was the perfect moment.The folds amidst the cold ended in a perfect twist
We entangled and mingled amidst the mist
We crossed our palms and soles
On that night we filled in our hearts the holes.The kiss was perfect
At midnight
Below a cluster of clear stars
With a pinch of fire flies
And a whole team of butterflies.