Warmth

Nightmares come at night
like hyenas from all corners
to catch their prey
and bring the ghosts of the past
back to life
even when I open my eyes
I can still see them
And while I listen to a freezing cold
snow storm that rages
around the house
I crawl deep under the covers,
under the warmth of our love
to find back my dreams of the future

©RoseGirl2021