Snow is a beautiful
marvelous thing;
as you listen outside
for the church bells to ring.
...
We are wax upon a canvas.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Held in suspense despite the time that passes by.
We have been melted,
...
If we were stars, we
Would watch the tides roll
In and out every night. We'd be sleepless
And helpless. We'd stay awake through
...