Winter

i peer through lacy curtains that night has sewn upon my window at footsteps that lead to you the stars weave themselves between the clouds of winter's loom a cold wind howls beneath the unseen moon in soft pitched tones as if a mother's lullaby i feel the hands of time gently tapping from the edge of night and sanity in the distance as a blizzard of memories come rushing over me i stand here stranded alone beneath the shadows and watch as my footsteps fade to white