February

Stone cold 28 days Locked in winter's frigid haze Sleep and warmth all I desire To hibernate while my minds a mire Dream of some past summers day When we would run in fields of hay Try to forget that my heart is breaking For this love that's gone wrong And my loves been taken Some taken by you this cold dark month Your icy fingers like death on the hunt Freezing not only the world as it seems But also the internal hopes and dreams It was then you came to me... Sweet dreams break through the winter's ice To touch my soul this cold dark night A fair dream of you so bold and white Your eyes reflecting golden light Together once again we ride Perfectly paired in effortless stride Warm visions of what is to come Remind me of what must be done And dreams of you will come again When I need you most my waiting friend So as the morning's light draws nigh And I begin to question why I struggle not to say goodbye But still... I wake up with a smile