The clouds will come soon. The cars, the smog. Cell phones and business appointments. Perhaps we will fight – today, another day. It will come. Arguments and recriminations, changing lives and differing goals. One day, we will look back and wonder how we became so far apart when we were so close.
But now. Now, you shiver, and I hold you close. Now, it is just you and I, and the morning sun.
And for now, it is enough.