DECEMBER TWILIGHT

The sudden gust in atmosphere

Of hushed December 

 adrenaline rush that accompanies

That wintry twilight moment

His palm as warm as his feeling 

Glides from her elbow 

Reaching to her cold palms

His emotions dwelled eyes

Still lingers in thoughts 

Stream of thoughts that floods

Those freezed hands consolidate 

Those two affectionate smiles

That brightens the faces

The silence that prevails  

But the eyes that speaks 

And a voice that breaks 

The memorable moment 

The hands that sunders

As fast as it's unnoticed 

Comes the time to depart

But his warm palm prints

Still rest on her palm!