Reminiscent

My breath is white and winter’s night is cold
The chill has locked my fingers in my sleeves
Though this freezing weather was foretold,
it seems to be a bit worse than perceived.

I scramble quickly down the frozen street
and fumble for my keys with aching hands
I get into my car and crank the heat
my body thaws and smiles- my heart expands.

It’s hard to move my feet in mid-July
My muscles tighten more each stride I take
Sweat’s pouring off my forehead, burns my eyes
Just half a mile ‘til I get a break.

I round the corner, sprint the final feet
and reach the gate, my vision slightly blurred
My sneakers first and then my body, meet
the water with a splash and I’m submerged.

These are the most reminiscent feelings
of when I’m in your arms, warm and healing.

-Amber