The Longest Night (for the Winter Solstice)

A lone candle burns in the quiet of night
spilling shadows in the corners of my room
Snow falls in gentle glide to the ground
making the lack of you grow with intensity;
there is conflict within my heart
Time crawls in ancient boots
too heavy to gravitate without delay
leaving me in suspended want
No movement to disturb the silence
save the flicker of light the candle casts
and the soft flakes curving into grooves
along the window sill

What a bittersweet dream it is to love
and not be with the one person who inspires it
A longing falls tender on supple skin
gracefully stretched into gentle need
no words or photographs could ever soothe

A desire sent in aim across the glowing sky
spread by moonbeam and stars alike
to reach a waiting heart, also in need this night,
falls and dreams into his arms- a moment felt in earnest

There is such longing that sends the heart to ache

but we shall not despair
for there is a belief that no amount of distance
nor time could dispel
on this,
the longest night of the year ~

Copyright © roxannegaebel [12 - 21- 2007]