First Edit: Weather Warning

[Richard]

Weather Warning

Those words remind me of snowflakes
melted on our tongues.

This darkening sky could be your memory.
The storm begins as silent tears
hide beneath a blanket too heavy for one;
wind quieter than arguments
long ended.
Eventual whiteout a lonely climax, missing
your joke about the polar bear in a blizzard.

Yesterday a ghost vanished by daylight,
night returns silence, as it always does.

Original:

Weather Warning

Those words remind me of snowflakes we've tasted-
individuality lost on our tongues.

Darkening sky could be your memory.
The storm begins quiet as tears
hidden beneath a blanket too heavy for one;
growing wind becomes louder than arguments
about whose turn it was to make the bed.
Eventual whiteout a lonely climax, missing
your joke about the polar bear in a blizzard.

Night returns silence, like it always does,
yesterday a ghost vanquished by daylight.