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…