Smile Like Those Cherry-Bounded Snow Poem by daughter of a seafoam

Through punches of keys,
we have read each other.
Eyes,
touching through whispers,
in a distance.

Sometime, in that distance,
I have seen snow,
bounded by two cherries - a delight!
Causing butterflies to rumble,
and rains to go their way.

The same wilted cherries,
now, muted by tongues,
that created unmelodic words.
Piercing through ears that could break
even a rose to its prince.

Now-
I am a dream
locked in deep sleep.
A striked out word
that could have completed
a beautiful sentence.

Somewhere, still,
in that distance,
lurk the lost whispers
of eyes touching each other.
Where certain cherry-bounded snow haunts-
with delight.