In the mezzo part of
    last night,
     an early spring rain
      was having a quiet
       tete-a-tete with
        the weary snow,
   a checking in,
    an any new rules
    this season
     kind of
      pillow talk

As the hour passed,
 their heart to heart
  joined the clock's
   nightly rhythmic score
  and began to
   drum a lovely loneliness
    into the
     threshold
    of a
      dream

© by Katrin Talbot.
Used with the author's permission.