Sunshine In Winter
It looks very warm
Feels very warm
It’s cold outside of course
But you’re making me comfortable
With love
You’re holding me
With love
You’re warming me
With love
It looks very windy
Outside
Dead branches tap on the roof
Icicles threaten to fall
But you’re making me feel alive
With your touch
You’re thrilling me
With your touch
It’s killing me
When we have to pull away
Even for just a short time
It looks like things will be okay
For quite a while
Dead feelings get trimmed away
Tired worn out thoughts disappear
Barriers to happiness fall
Life gets very circular
So there are no more corners
To cry in
I see you
Eyes open or closed
And I smile
The world flickers sometimes
Images barely separate for a second
Flashes at the corners of my vision
As my dreams and reality
Acclimate to being
Superimposed
Sigh~ lovely, as always.
Thank you, Cheeky!
Beautiful, once again.
Didi you shoot this photo yourself? It’s wonderful! and the poem too, of course…
No, I didn’t. I wish. I should probably start using only my pics, but I have them to illustrate the feeling of the poem.
I understand and I think the same as for my own texts. But there exists so many beautiful pics already! Tempting… at any rate, your poem was at least as enthralling as the pic you used.
Wow, thanks for the compliment