How long is Forever?
It is so easy to love you in the warm silence of morning.
Can we lay here for eternity, your touch smoothing out the rough edges of sleep?
And if one morning, we wake to find Winter at the doorway; will you still find my hand with yours?
Together we would chase away the cold.
The heady morning is gone; you have let Winter inside while I slept so peacefully.
Frost scribbles through the air and I feel my hand slip from yours.
“Don’t you feel better now?” your words break like icicles across my heart and I balk.
Better? No. I am not brave.
Shaking in the cold I pull back the curtains and let in the brilliant sun.
Forever has gone and left me with today.
Kristen Bartels
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