RED EARS

Red ears,
the same shade as yours,
in winter.
That's all it takes
to make me cry.

Why did you have to
elude my grasp,
to shake my grip
but to take my heart
with you.

An emptiness resides inside me
as my footsteps slosh
through the half-melted snow.
I remember you walking next to me.
I miss it.

I walk behind a man
with red ears
the same shade as yours
in winter.