Winter Reflection

Balveen Cheema The winter breeze blows When I walk down to work Carrying me a decade back When you and I unfolded some leaves On the eve of my departure From your southern home. The cool moonbeams walked into our room As we sat on your bulky cushioned floor With flowing curtains throughout the chilly night Drowning mugs and mugs of coffee Talking out our incomplete lines. Much of the cooled trajectories on our shoulders that had Intervened between our joys and bottomless burdens Nurturing our hunched backs Were roughed out for smoother walks To view the twinkling lighted city behind us. ~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~