This one is one of my published poems
Winters Night:
I peer through the window and see
winter's blanket upon the ground frozen.
The harsh beauty of each snow flake
pressed against the glass
is like you.......meserising.
The mere thought of you fans
the smoulding passion within my heart,
And keeps me warm on those cold, cold winter nights.
I long for a time when we can
spend those winter nights together
sharing the warmth of a fire and
the warmth of presence......one anothers.
My heart beats like thunder in my chest,
But the sound is lost in the crackle of the
fire and the howling of the wind outside.
We move closer and the intoxicating scent
of you surrounds me, My skin seams to
be on fire where your fingers touch me.
And the passion in your eyes shine in the
fire light.
Two......perfect like stars that have fallen
to the earth.
Midnight falls and we sleep warm and
content within each others arms.
While the icy winds sighs endlessly
through the eves.
Then with a start I come awake only to realize
it was a dream. A dream of longing and
only lives in my heart.
Pamella Quackenbush
9/2/2000
