You came as a surprise to me,
Quietly slipping in with the December breeze;
The one that lifts my curls
Sending cool shivers down my neck
Down my back, numbing my senses,
Senseless.
Yet I can never shake the warm tingling
In my blood
When you look at me
I forget
The train of thoughts that once made my head so dizzy,
And lay at rest in perfect silence
Your arms warm around me.
I wake,
The morning sun pale behind the clouds
So bright and luminescent;
The sun a beacon
Shunned on a stormy day.
The window is frosted over
But I can still make out the ground
Blanketed in snow
So white and glistening it burns my eyes
And I forget to breath;
For I know by noon
You will melt away
And leave me in a puddle.
The ground now brown,
Muddy and wet.
Your foot prints are all I have left.