Winter Storm

10 PM thoughts

The next time I call you at 2 A.M.

Feeling down, spinning out of control,

Remind me of the time at midnight

After a winter storm,

Dancing under the snowflakes and pink sky,

The world still and silent, except

For my heart, beating strongly

To the timing of my thoughts,

"I am free."

Reviews

[mattefox]

I love this, I read it several times over!
You really captured me.

Definitely makes me want to read more of your work.