turning the knob

Cold wind push
and he fights to get through
cold, so cold, it is hard to breathe

The body needs you
but doors are locked
I see you dancing between the cracks
your shadows pushed the lights
I see between the cracks

Warmth
open the door, He sees the warmth
your presence is known
He pleads for the open door
cold tearing his bone
and slowly taking his voice

your shadow slowly, moving to hide
but I see it all between the cracks

The knob turn, left, left, then right, right
Feeling close to the warmth
He broke in excite ready
but lock, and
for the moment, a child's play
His luck

Cold but patient
patient for the warmth that I need
your already full mouth
your already leaving
traces of invisible lipsticks