The Northern expanse
My soul does travel
Seeking refuge.
The Northern wind
Blows cold
Through ones body.
Leaving it
Frozen
To the core.
White tears
Gather around
My eyes.
Before falling
To the ground
In a pile of snow.
As I wonder
Will you
Be there?
When
As I stumble
And fall.
To pick me up
Again.
Sharing my love
With you
Now and forever.
Therisa © 2016
Author's notes: Something different, from me. Will admit, I had Sarah McLaughlin running through my mind, as I wrote. Guess, you could call it, a belated Valentine's Day poem.
