Love Always

I glance outside a window in my favorite cafe,

and I realize nothing is there,

well that might mean change in a way,

the landscape is bare.

I wonder about that for a minute or two,

put my music back in ears,

glance through windows,

let time ensue

hoping sounds no one around me hears,

will take me to a place

somewhere I haven’t been but seem to want

in case where I am becomes that haven

of worry and discontent.

There’s a world beyond these windows,

that I may resent,

but for now the world outside and around glows.

The soft white of winter blankets the earth

sweet

enough to deter a lacking self-worth.

I glance around the room

people are there drinking tea

wearing

upon me they loom

I wonder what its like to be free.

If only in  a short while,

I left my soul and whom am I

stepped in single file

upon a roller coaster of cry

might I know then

again,

the ideal of love

that place I so seek

when only I imagine …

love.