End of February

between morning
and moonrises
we breathe
live and dream
i hear your
breathing

we're all doing our best
to hold on
to these days
to our memories
to our fleeting youth
to this life
moving faster
and faster
with each
passing moment

Awake and yet
what more is there to want
Simple joy
Another chance
at freedom

I cannot stop so I will not I will continue
as long as I can as long as I can last but
what about now the now the here and when
This place I am at The places I wish to go
Don't connect the dots Leave them scattered
on the page let them be the stars upon the desk

another day given
another chance
at hope
another chance
at change

How many mornings
must we live
until we find
the breathe of Winter
departed?

Winter Sleep

Don't forget to
turn on the space heater
it gets cold these nights
Close the door
to keep the heat in
Get in bed
and snuggle up
beneathe the covers
Nuzzle my chest
Fall asleep