Shadows on Snow
Shadows on snow remind me of
The way your lashes brush your face
Film-negatives, delicate butterfly wings fluttering on
White, white flowers with petals like your pale skin
Sharp music notes, dancing ink over pure white scores
Telling stories like the ones that you hold inside
If you let yourself live your eyes would dance like those notes
Like wind in the trees, like shadows on snow
Eyes black as the midnight sky
Deep with pain, echoing the moonlight.
How long since you've smiled? I cant count the days..
The weeks melt into a tearstained haze
Ebony on ivory, ashes on frost, shadows on snow
My beautiful contradiction…
The way your lashes brush your face
Film-negatives, delicate butterfly wings fluttering on
White, white flowers with petals like your pale skin
Sharp music notes, dancing ink over pure white scores
Telling stories like the ones that you hold inside
If you let yourself live your eyes would dance like those notes
Like wind in the trees, like shadows on snow
Eyes black as the midnight sky
Deep with pain, echoing the moonlight.
How long since you've smiled? I cant count the days..
The weeks melt into a tearstained haze
Ebony on ivory, ashes on frost, shadows on snow
My beautiful contradiction…