snowy day

I'll take you home on a snow day
we'll pretend we're in an old movie
fire in the fireplace, coffee in the pot
You'll reach across the table and
take my hand—I still wake up these
mornings suddenly alive knowing it
is you in my bed lucky lucky man
the way the world turns one day in
1995 the way the new hire smiles
when I walk past her office could it be
could she care for me even a little
everything I ever said I said for you
though I didn't know you yet everything
I ever tried to understand was really
understanding how this moment in
existence is now defined by your heart
your hand in mine the days the drumming
passage of this time however long I
may be given but you were always there
the gift the gift that means the world
that is the time the face I see in
my dreams the words I long to hear