Under A Cold Moon Poem by keith Durante

one cold and lonely winter night
snowflakes gently fell fusing with my tears
they rolled to the ground and froze
little mirrors reflecting my past

I knelt and looked closely
I saw two children playing in the snow
they giggled and laughed sledding into a tree
no harm, just fun, each breath more anxious

we climbed the tree and counted stars
but all we could see were the dreams in our eyes
our breath hung frosted in night air
she was my first kiss on a frigid night

we danced the evening sledding by moonlight
feeling our hearts race with each embrace
and there, that night, as the moon was still
the touch of that first kiss lingers

It was more than just an innocent memory
where passion and love collide
It was the first warm kiss
the first time forever was whispered
Under a cold moon