November sun shines
through icy,glazed windows.
Southern warmth adds
a layer of comfort
over my blankets
of warm hope.
Dust is dancing.
I crawl from
my turbulent dreams
where I could not
find you to steady me.
I stare at the
stillness of the room.
Funny how you have
managed to reach
my heart
is hard to touch.
Yet, these days
you have moved me
like an earthgrazer
exploding spectacular
colours in the low lying skies.
Your caring has touched me.
You are my surprise !

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