Penelope

A policeman was driving on an icy road late at night. It was snowing and he couldn't wait to get home to his wife and daughter. 

As the moon and stars swirled around me overhead, I was overcome by a sense of longing.

If you happen to come across the green-eyed girl 
And stare into her emerald eyes
You’ll see they are two infinite holes of sadness and anger 
But also passion and fire 
You’ll see hidden behind the emerald layers 

The sunlight shines down on the ocean water making me want to reach down and feel the water sift through my warm hands. My feet burn from the too-hot sand but I don’t move them. I haven’t been here since I was a small girl.

Snowflakes are falling from the blue sky
Sticking to the ground like a layer of powder sugar 
There are animal tracks in the snow
They lead to a pond not far from the main roads of a city 
The pond is frozen solid