Naked

I am naked

but fully dressed

in front of you.

You call it blunt, I call it honesty.

Snow is falling outside

At first only small flakes, 

So tiny that it could be rain 

Or a gust of wind unsettling

The powder that weighs down on the roof.

You tell me that you have been hurt

That I do not have time for you

That you're not willing to try.

I read the space between the words,

like the colors in the clouds above, 

Instead of the small snowflakes coming down.

The colors are deep blue and grey, 

The clouds look bruised and swollen 

They tell of a great storm.

Just another day in the mountains

Even in the storm, 

The deep snow will protect 

even the most exposed trees

From the extreme cold

At least that's what you told me

Everything has a purpose

I can read you like that,

But I don't say anything I just agree. 

Because I am scared too.

Written on 12/28/18