the discomfort of the gray coldness
embraced me in a familiar hug
the tree bent down to say hello
but only my ears could hear
everyone else was deaf to the kindness
they only heard the wails of the raindrops
the bad storm lit up the night
the familiar scent of home filled my nose
the cold air cracked against my skin
the lightning buzzed in my ears
the breeze tapped on my window
his smile lit up the night
luna had disappeared
she ran away from here
away with the thunder
and her silver tears hit my window
the black clouds played with my hair
they hid my pain in the gray coldness
The Evolving Muse 