Questions for The New Year

How do I wrap my legs around you,
so that you don’t slip away
in the milliseconds between today and
What if I fill you with champagne,
and spill it on the floor
and use the good towels to dry up
the tile?
Who do you see when you wake up,
at 3:20 in the morning
for a break from dreaming,
next to you?
Where can I keep you safe,
from the dangers of living
and the inevitable awkward fumbles
of me?
When will I find you,
soft in the morning
of a breath-of-fresh-air
New Year?

Questions for The New Year