Ouroboros

Love

lier than a rose blossom

spreading her petals in

the snow; her

will

to overcome

greater than the

destroy-

ing force of the

f-(y)ou-r

seasons in their all-

consuming rage.

An(d)

endless clockwork dance

of from which none can be

save

d. When it comes for

you

th to expire, so shall she,

so why should she

[both]er?