Jan 2015
your absence
runs through me
in puddles
of mud
I long for your lightest
caress
just yesterday
sunlight mirrored
your crystal clear
intent
to dress me
in the
whitest
gossamer shimmers
desolate winds
now
rebuke my memories
the slightest freezing rain
brings back
glimmers of hope
that our brief
entanglement
was no mere
fluke
runs through me
in puddles
of mud
I long for your lightest
caress
just yesterday
sunlight mirrored
your crystal clear
intent
to dress me
in the
whitest
gossamer shimmers
desolate winds
now
rebuke my memories
the slightest freezing rain
brings back
glimmers of hope
that our brief
entanglement
was no mere
fluke
We had a brilliant fluffy snow just a few days back,lit by the sunlight our whole winter world shimmered again.It melted and the drab muddiness depressed me slightly.This tree longing for it's snowy lover sprang to my mind this afternoon.Slight rhyme scheme too ...
