Blanketed

Come along on a walk with me on a snowy night

I like to be out at night

when the world is dreaming

hushed, serene, tranquil.

Moonlight peeking through

a gray haze

of powdery snowfall.

I hold out my hand

to feel their soft, cold kisses

and watch them melt, warmed by my skin.

I witness their twinkle,

like stars spilled across the ground.

It is in this moment

that I feel serenity within

the stress of the day fading away,

my soul embracing the solace

of the night.

I begin my slow walk home,

blanketed in a comfort

only the night can give me.