Fairy Tale #Poetry

My half frozen pale fingers wrapping around a warm familiar mug,

I let your words crackle and hiss warming my soul a bit much like a long awaited hug-

“Falling in love” you had said with that sort of twinkle of laughter amidst the seriousness of all of this,

These words feeling much like the heavy steady stream of steam rising –

and I lift the mug and my eyes at the same time,

Breathing in the ever intoxicating aromas of baked apples and spice,

While I bend and flex my almost frozen toes on these old wooden back steps tonight-

and I feel no urge to analyze the “What ifs” or “whys”,

but rather to sit quite still in this moment that feels like a page from a fairy tale from much older days- 

As I simply just stare up at the sky glittering with stars and watch my breath freeze –

and just be.

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About Gretchen Leary

I am 30 years old, I live in the Boston area, and I am writing from the perspective of an individual with Asperger's Syndrome.
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