Infinately Alive

I cant conjure up an explanation for last night,
except that we were living in eachother's eyes.
An idea,
equally combined.
Hesitance, and then
you reminded me that we should really live tonight.
We threw off our clothes,
shaking with anticipation.
We ran outside,
the cold was the first thing that struck me, and came to mind:
This moment is infinite.
The snow wasnt soft anymore, it was hard.
Hard to leave a mark, but we tried.
Insane?
Perhaps.
But we felt alive.