I hadn't really felt the cold
in a very long time
But today, it hinted at snow
and the gray clouds lay low
heavily pregnant with rain

I've never seen the sky look so sad

At the back of the walk in robe
behind the platform shoes
and the memory boxes
I found my coat, long disused
and thought
'God, how I need you today...'

Instinctively I pulled out the pockets
and my whole world tumbled onto the bed

The one I didn't make today, or yesterday
because I could still see the impression,
on the pillow, of your head

There lay the moonbeam from the night
that you gathered me into your eyes
and the steel blue glinted metallic
ringing with laughter as you hinted
at our child resting within your sight

A sliver of sunlight glinted from the bedspread
that I plucked from the sky
on the December day you begged me
on your knees
to be the other half of your soul
and the curtain dances in the stillness
by the breeze I captured which had stroked your hair
like I do (did). I wasn't the only one without a care

My whole world tumbled crumbled from the pockets
of a coat that I never thought to wear again
because the cold could never find my skin
while you were plastered to it

I bury myself in the coat with empty pockets
as I contemplate the sky, about to cry

*I think it will be cold today