My Powder

One morning I dreamt
When i was awoken
I dreamt of my fluffy powder
As I awoke, pow
What happened to my powder
As I slipped on my boots and moaned...

You are my powder
My only powder
That keeps me jiving
While skies are clear
You'll not know, pow
How much I need you
My powder will never go away

I'll finely shred you and cherish you
Will you only provide the same
If you take your storm away
We will grieve in sorrow all day

When you dump on me, pow, you really loved me
A ski couldn't even come between us
Never leave me to love some other
Powder has made my day today.

Easy Motion

Recently, about a day ago I never expected to
Meet someone on my run.
Starting out a flowing easy pace
30 minutes prior, "I feel open-minded."
No one saw me running
There was someone, right where my run would end
Continuing on discovering a friend
A long run is like therapy
Scenery, enjoyment of such pure moments.
Relization of my destination
Continuing on the journey
Leaving behind 'status quota.'