an ode to the few snowflakes I saw today
Winter
Take me to a fireplace.
Take me to stone and brick. To ivy and evergreen.
Take me to beaches and lazy chairs and watery sunsets.
Anywhere. To snow and plastic saucers. To a frozen park with slippery shoes.
To somewhere I can scream loudly until I lose my voice and nobody but us will hear.
To the warmth we carry inside our hearts.
Take me in a time-machine to days of brighter living, when my imagination could've won competitions and my favorite color was neon orange.
Take me to your childhood. I've never been.
Take me in from the blue-lipped cold.
To the middle of someone's tongue. A foreign tongue.
Lets drown in the back
of someone's tear ducts
as they overflow.
I can swim, can you?
The tide sends us into the sea.
Take me to a fireplace.
Take me to stone and brick. To ivy and evergreen.
Take me to beaches and lazy chairs and watery sunsets.
Anywhere. To snow and plastic saucers. To a frozen park with slippery shoes.
To somewhere I can scream loudly until I lose my voice and nobody but us will hear.
To the warmth we carry inside our hearts.
Take me in a time-machine to days of brighter living, when my imagination could've won competitions and my favorite color was neon orange.
Take me to your childhood. I've never been.
Take me in from the blue-lipped cold.
To the middle of someone's tongue. A foreign tongue.
Lets drown in the back
of someone's tear ducts
as they overflow.
I can swim, can you?
The tide sends us into the sea.