I lie awake in the dark,

I find my soul longing for you,

Janis sings to me again.

You lay beside me,

Holding me in your warm arms.

I turned to look at you,

But found you only in my imagination.

Darkness envelops the room,

With a chill of winter,

And a brush of sadness,

Snowflakes spell out your name.

Slowly, I drift into a

Painful, restless slumber.

Warm whiteness falls around me.

Lacing my eyelashes like French doily’s.

Covering me, Redness bleeds through the

Fresh fall and into the shape of a heart.

My soul longs for you.