phenelopsis

I need to write, desperately..
the nights have burnt themselves down to the butt,
and for all those who know, iam not ready to stub, not just yet

i need to cry, hysterically..
it was long enough to be meaningful ..
standing tall and strong is taking it's toll..
but now i hear something breaking inside
you've been away way too long
and i can't keep waking up alone any longer...

the leaves have changed colors now...
half of them have even left their branches..
life's waiting.. and so am i.
i want winter to return,
in all it's glory, with misty mornings and dark nights...
only so i'd have you to warm my feet in the middle of the night