sitting on the edge of my bed
i stare into my thoughts through empty air

my concentration, or lack thereof
is broken only for a moment
by my puppy shifting in her sleep
and my thoughts slowly fade
into the melodic sounds of her breathing

mixed with emotions
my mind uses them
and paints moving pictures of you
in perfect, colorful detail

the tapping of snow falling off the house
hitting my window pulls me away
i find myself staring blankly
at the dresser in front of my bed

the wind brushes against my window
carrying my thoughts away with it
my mind fills with perfect moments
as you begin to dance through my head

my eyes slowly shut
and the world drifts away

i'm left to my canvas
where i can paint whatever reality i choose