As the longest summer fades,
The glimmering winter cascades,
A man of summer with the woman of winter,
Their pasts a block; frozen to splinter.
That day we met; a sight to see,
The way his eyes gazed down to me.
A horizon of blue protected by lashes,
My heart so burned; a sea of ashes.
I am winter although touched by sun,
A sensual breeze for my mind to run.
A kiss of light to the deepest of 'du',
My eyes; the hills for him to see.
The grass is thawing and the ground is bare,
He repairs me; it's us as a pair.