Gabby's World - Winter, Withdraw

At the black center of my thoughts I plead,
“Winter, withdraw,” and I decide
I’ll boldly no longer feel the deep cold
I’ll only look to you
Do you even look at me?
What would we even beif not a part of this city?
Entangled in deep tunnels that lead
to the deadbolt lock of our hovering box
The light refracted again and again
with the brightest tension
the fifth dimension folded back
with loaded guns revealed its pact and pointed down
vowed we’d dance
So holding breath and holding hands
Its splitting breadth and scathing rants
that pull and stretch at what we’d deepened
And when all that we built threatens to spill
in a puddle on the tracks, sleepy stranger staring
back What a clumsy refraction
What an awkward expansion
Quite a sight tobe seen when what you were expecting
a girl of nine reflected
placed a skirt upon her head and
said, “Now a woman I’ll
precede Flowing hair, flow behind me
From the glowing inside
Through the growing divide
Will you please provide a cloudy feeling I can ride?"