Apricity

Apricity: the warmth of the sun in winter...Little blurb I wrote from Mylo and I's little writing prompts. Shoutout to my boy Mylo ily

I want to be loved as surely as the seasons change. I want to melt into another’s arms like winter thawing into spring and live there still as summer sweetly succumbs to fall. I want the surety of leaves floating from trees- to know both that I am falling and that I am safe. I want this with you. I want you to want this with me. 

I want to be loved surely as my seasons change. I want someone who loves me for my summers and sees the light lingering though my winters. I want someone to see the apricity in my eyes and join me in it- become intertwined in beams of golden sun when it is dark at 5pm and the air is quieter than our hearts. I know you cannot give this to me. I know that will not stop you from trying.