Her long honey-gold curls rest in my hand,
The smokey-blue eyes look up for kindness.
Cheeks, a soft pink, make everyone gaze in awe!
Her numb fingers lightly touch my arm,
Sitting at home in my bed,
Watching as the glowing fire
Comes through my window.
I lower my eyes,
Apples are ripe and wine is being made.
I see something in the distace,
A car perhaps.
The wind starts to blow in my hair,
The road seems too long to walk,
Cars stopped by the night.
I take my time and watch the stars,
That are glowing with radiant beauty.
The trees are changing into their orange coats.
When in a forest, you mistake everything for a color-coded room.
The schools are opening
And the children fill the halls with laughter!
Looking at the clouds just made me happy inside!
Even though you could see nothing beyond them,
I could fill the emptyness in my heart.
Cars drove through them without a thought in their minds.
A small tail is seen quickly going around the table.
The body connected to it stares at me,
Making my heart pound.
There they were,