Cold in the fog.........

 One day in the evening

his hand was 

holding my hand 

tightly

It's very hot

So did not feel

                                                                       cold                                                                         

                                                                  

I wanted to hear                                

from him                       

But I did not ask

I wanted to feel that heat

freely

In that heat

we walked a long way

with so much love

that's why I am

didn't ask him

I wanted to 

speak 

only from the heart....