How can something cold make me feel warm?/
Your little bits of selves/
Flying joyously, furiously, through my sky/
Outside the windows where the flood lights brighten/
A million things aloft on some wind/
Through darkness/
You are masks/
To block me from the world I don't want to see/
Just for now/
Just right now/
I'll kneel on the carpet/
Lay my chin on the windowsill/
And think only about falling snow.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Through Darkness
How can something cold make me feel warm?/
Your little bits of selves/
Flying joyously, furiously, through my sky/
Outside the windows where the flood lights brighten/
A million things aloft on some wind/
Through darkness/
You are masks/
To block me from the world I don't want to see/
Just for now/
Just right now/
I'll kneel on the carpet/
Lay my chin on the windowsill/
And think only about falling snow.
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Beautiful thoughts, Becky.
Blessings,
Susan :)
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