Falling on the freezing snow
Your slicing gaze on my vague warmth
And the bitter flavor of my slothful love
Dances below the shrouding clouds
Wandering across grim memories
Of our hazy yet joyful everyday
Grasping enmity off your fickle words
Atop the dried garden of your says
As silence rain's over my brittle skin
I swallow my unspoken thousand words
That've matured into a resentful bloom,
Longing their petals for your figure and scent
Tears paint themselves on my step
Grazing my pains with satiric taint
Rummaging yesterday's on winged lilies
Where your gentle touch fills my delusions,