# A Winter Paramour

Author: Asa fox
Tags: Fox, Light Yiff, Love, M/M, Poem, Wolf

When I lay my head to sleep, the things I dream I cannot keep.

          **Eyes open**. I don't know where I am. There's snow everywhere and I'm not cold. My grey wolf fur is nice, but it isn't this nice. I'm in the woods, I can see the breath in front of me, and I'm naked. I'm dug into the snow with my back against a tree. The rough bark feels nice, like I've had an itch that I just could not reach. I sniff the air. I can't smell anything. Not me or the pine scent you would expect from the evergreen that's sheltering me. I can't speak. I don't want to. I'm listening. I don't know what for, but I'm listening.

          **Legs weak.** I try to stand. I feel weighted as if gravity is focusing on me, just me. A breeze blows through the trees and rushes past me. The weight is lifted and I can breath again. Without thinking, I was holding it. Listening. I didn't dare make a sound. I might miss _it._ _He. Him._ Someone. No one. An indefinate article.

          **Deep breaths.** I can stand. I can walk. _He_'s not coming. I have to find _him._ The snow crunches beneath my feet. I'm wandering aimlessly. I don't know where I am, I don't know where I'm going. I don't care. I have to find _him._ I need _him._ _He_'s not beside me, but I can feel him. _He_'s pulling at me. Tugging at my soul. I let go of him and now I have to find him, grab him with both paws, and never let go.

          **Mind clear.** There's no sun, but it's bright as day out. I don't question it. _He_'s still gone. Missing. I haven't made a sound. I hear _it._ I hear _him._ _He_ whispers so gently to me. I feel like crying. It's my fault. I'm not good enough, but I'll make it up to _him._ I'm getting closer. It feels like all my energy is centered. It's guiding me. I'm running. Crying. I found _him._ "I love you." I say, but _he_ won't look at me.

          **Heart aching.** I see _him._ I've traveled in circles. My paw prints are everywhere. I see the indentation in the snow where I lied not too long ago. _He_ was behind me, just on the other side of that evergreen. _He's_ curled up in the snow. _Mon petit renard._ _He_ was with me the whole time. I was just so worried I had lost _him_, I couldn't see that _he_ was there all along. "Wake up."

         **Eyes open.** Not mine, but _his._ I'm holding him, and I'll never let go. We kiss and it's the most beautiful thing. I lay _him_ down on the soft snow and I take _him_ right there. You wouldn't even know, the snow flakes gently pile on top of us. By the time we've finished, we're together, whole, complete.

Source: https://sofurry.com/view/256164