for the future from the past

i love to wrap myself

deep inside your coat

like a wintering animal

building a shelter

against every cold thing the world can throw

buttoning it up tight to my chin

and laughing with you

about how it hangs over my hands

leaving the cuffs limp

slumped over like a faucet

that your hands normally spill out of

but with me tucked inside

they simply swing through the air

as loose punctuation marks

to dot the nonsense we say

like the fact that my knees 

are hidden in the depths of this fabric

and how you have to search to find me

amongst the dark folds

but that i'm always to be found

laughing below the collar

that drawn high

covers my mouth and the cold tip of my nose

leaving only my eyes

and those loose curls that drive me crazy

showing in the night air

and you laugh and tuck each curl back into place

while we walk together

talking of other shelters that we will build

under these frozen stars

and how you and me and this coat

will be all that we will need