a snow castle in my mind.

[hypocritic]

the harshest of weather,
reminds of me of you.
so i sit.
and pretend.

the storm has begun.
the breeze envelopes me,
as if your arms gliding beneath my coat.
a piece of fallen snow melts onto my face,
and your breath seems to be on my cheek.
we dance together in my mind,
a slow waltz in a wonderland.
and i wonder if this is a tormenting gift.

as night creeps in,
the snow dancing in the street settles.
everything has a coat of unbiased forgiveness,
and to you i give the same allowance.
i lift my face up to the sky,
in hopes that you are doing the same,
maybe we truly aren't that far apart.
and i smile,
the memory of our encounter surrounds me,
as i fall asleep in a warm bed.
and i am convinced,
that you're beside me.

i wake up,
and turn to you with a gentle kiss.
but the snow has faded,
from the warmth of the sun.
and until next year i will wait,
for this passing facade.

the snow will always fall,
every January in wisconsin.
and every flake of distinction,
will be my piece of you.