My Winter
You entered my room a long time ago
across the dry landscape of many summers
now when this winter looms over the trees
shedding the wilted leaves
you are by the closed window
leaning on the cold wall
and I am by the fireplace
your eyes on the cracking wood on fire
mine on the frosted window pane.
Have you ever wondered
why my voice doesn’t reach you
the words crash on the wall
and fall silent, that’s why
have you ever wondered
why my warmth doesn’t touch you
the feelings brush the window pane
and freeze inert, that’s why
have you ever wondered why
my eyes don’t look into yours
the vision is stuck on the bare trees outside
and waits for the spring, that’s why
have you ever wondered why
my hands can’t hold yours
the reach is lost in desolate time
and breaks separated, that’s why.
I have wondered if I could break the cold wall
shatter the iced window pane
make the trees green again
would my voice rise from the dust
would the warmth of my mind melt the ice
and my eyes bring the colors of spring in yours,
would the flow of time stop
stop to create the stretching distance
and I could hold your hands again.
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October 16, 2020
For Contest Winter Love Sponsored by JCB Brul
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