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When the Snow Melts


Around the time when the last leaves were falling and the snow had just started Near to the place where we first came together and eventually parted Did you whisper to me, to settle my mind Reaching across the great chasm of time Even now that I can't see your face, or hide in the safety of your warm embrace, Will I hear the words you whispered to me, forever in that time encased. Candid confessions expose all my fears Hitting points on my heart that burn and that sear Absolving your conscience while calling my name Rebuilding my foundations from their ramshackled frame Letting go of my worries proves a mountainous feat, yet Every kiss reassures me as I feel your heart beat, and Slowly, too slowly, you help me to heal. Intently your eyes inspect my face, seeing more than I'd like to reveal, Gently assessing my time and intentions Nearing subjects that should never be mentioned Always locking me, blocking me, from slipping away, from Trying to run, to bring heartaches delay, yet I see you more clearly through your delicate frame Under your mask of bravado you will always remain Sweet and uncertain, weak and still human. Miles on miles consume us, yet will never bring on our doom and Chilly thoughts swirl around you while my head is still pounding Checking time, keeping pace, hearing victory sounding After you realize I love you and know I'm not leaving, a Feeling of euphoria settles around us and after achieving Freedom together we can finally go out Running past all my fears, with your kiss I don't doubt Elated, belated, your arms wrap around me and start a new day Yet the calendar turns and the world whisks you away
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