Moon over mountains
And snow-covered slopes
Below-freezing beauty
And finger-crossed hope
This food for the soul, poisoned long ago
The same long ago that reminds me of you.
Let’s say frozen.
You gave snow a reason to stay
Fields of lashes to catch,
shoulder tassel to brush,
cloudy curl to comfort.
You gave me reason to freeze
Pushing patience to wait,
Buzzing bottles emptied.
You gave words a reason to write
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