She keeps looking up and says, 

"The sky is assembling an army." 

I hold her closer and push her hair out of her face. 

"There's nothing to fear unless 

they start shooting." 

And I remember why this cold was worth your kisses. 



"Don't you think it's a pretty night to watch your own breath?" 

So I open my mouth and blow into the frost 

to let out all the ghosts