Minutes

Winter is coming.

Silently with chapped lips and 

breath in the cool air.

But, I think I'll finish this 

half-baked thought later 

when winter has come and gone.

My head is in the sky with those puffy white clouds of giddiness and
A foggy understanding of what is to come is all that inhabits my brain.
My skin is warmed by hot star energy and the smile pulling at the corners of my lips