Winter
[Do I smell good to you, my sweet mate?
“Sol, et omnia sidera, et movens in corde, et in tuo.” [The love that moves the sun and all the stars, and moves in my heart, and in yours.]
Caspian laughed, shaking his head. “You dare quote me Dante’s Inferno?”
Shrugging, I took his face in my hands, pulling him down. “A teacher once moved me enough to find meaning in his words.”
“Must have been a very good teacher.”