At night as the time ticks, December at last — affix. Snowflakes trailing, the wintry zephyr caressing, nonchalantly ebbing. With the stars beyond the clouds glimmering and the moon reflecting.

Your eyes met the flake, a bleak flash of air in the frozen lake. You turned and your eyes met with the man you love in your sunset.

Keegan smiled, heartbeat per mile, illustrating a veil, where you both dance and be beguiled. His hand reached for you, and his heart lace shines bright in blue.

Holding you close, his hand protecting you most. His soft gaze was steadfast, as he began to twirl you around at last. The feeling was lukewarm, away from all harm.