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. ________________ October 16, 2020 For Contest Winter Love Sponsored by JCB Brul