Snow Storm
Ice aligns us for a stretch, witness to
This furrow of tears in me that Winter falls with you
Our footprints press for assurance in the snow
But will with this night lead out and go
So the hearth that warms the outside of the window
Be beneath your skin and spread my heartache's glow
On you, darling — on you. Will you remember
This heart as another passing Winter?
And to our season's mum
Too old within our sun
Now a clothed morning bartering —
'Lest the green clover under also be seen, melting.
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