The snow
falls on an already frozen earth
A kiss
of winter I cannot avoid
So soft
I ache to embrace it
Though
we know it only lengthens
And
makes the ache worse
As we
make our way through it,
This is
no great storm
I will
tell my grandkids about
Just a
huff of winter’s breath
I will
soon forget,
A brief
embrace I cling to
A frigid
touch that burns inside
So
gentle on my upturned lips
I can
barely feel its kiss
Or
believe that the same hard winter
That
brought on the ice
Brought
this through the haze of cloud
And the
brief glimpses of sunlight
That
sneak through the veil
Chill
fingers seeking softness
And
making me melt
I walk
in a dream of falling flakes,
My hands
working through
This
frail fabric searching
My
fingers seeking warmth
I struggle
to find,
Needing
to feel real warmth,
Teased
by this cool temptation,
This
promise for more,
Needing
it to fill me up,
Touch me
from the inside out,
Needing
to move as it moves
To feel
as it feels,
Kissing
it as it kisses me,
Needing
to know it all
Before
it fades away,
A kiss
that comes from another
Warmer
time and place,
Dancing
before me
Like an
illusion
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