Your silent steps indent the newly fallen snow,
Thoughts envelope the night world,
Yearnings I can feel, transported on flakes
But reaching my window nonetheless.
Amber light glowing catches your eye,
A couple sharing dinner, warmth
Radiating from a home foreign to you,
You continue in chilly silence ahead.
Turning back you breathe in that harmony,
Saving you from the icy wind;
Oh, but if only you could fly
And share in that scene for a moment.
Turn away, you fool, don’t look here,
Yes, it’s warm, it’s safe from winter’s grip,
But the glass distorts
The joy you long to melt within.
There’s no love here, no peace,
No care, just a meal being shared
In the shadow of a fireplace
Creating heat where none exists.
Keep your thoughts away,
They will freeze amid the icy stares
Piercing vintage wine and
Blood rare steak.
There is death at this table.
Starving for love. Famished for care
Reason dissolved long ago,
Leaving not a trace or stain.
Go, go, leave your footprints in the snow,
I watch them fade as the night drifts,
It’s so easy to be fooled,
On a cold night.