Snowdrops at Midnight

The muffled stillness
lands effortlessly
white petals in the night.
The grey world
enshrouded silently
layers of downy wool.

The small house
creaks wearily
shelter against wind.
Three slumbering hearts
enfolded caressingly
birds in deep nests.

But you and I
remain restlessly
watch fires lit in the night.
Our hearts are together
woven seamlessly
silken fibers of life.

In December
appearing unexpectedly
reshaping my every horizon.
Longing, Comprehension
awaiting tacitly,
your sweet face. - Jennifer D. Behnke - January 31, 2014