Winter Smile

Sickles from their outward breaths
Heavy on the cotton hems
To block out the winter cold
Drags deep their soft touch
Deep into the stems
Of all the comforts of old

She curls her fingers overtop
Slow moving fields of white
Blue the indentation draws
Yet no more do I feel its shadow
Close to mine she melts slight
Her stresses left like dewdrops

I hold her in a trance of ease
So right her press beside me
That I wish this night never end
To stay here with easy lungs
That never darken black to speak
Nor take the worry to spend

A crown of furrowed fabric don
Their curves to hide my love for morning
When I have dreamt of proper words
Can I reach over beneath her head
And kissing whisper deepest greetings
That transient sun cannot keep unsaid

Her touch is faint upon my flank
But fire burns this chill
Out of a feeling to keep her safe
Her smile is the distant seat
I would take the whole world's ills
To have remain to blaze my way

I crash those glass knives with her name
Scatter the weapons to furthest star
While silent in this moment's length
Because she is my sword and home
She is my highest expectant bar
I overcame by my own strength

Now flesh has grown a second layer
And minds have meld inside this realm
She is my queen, I her protector
Who melts the harshness of the winter
To let her govern my brightened cell

Even in her rest she sings
A lullaby for grievous drakes
That wordless needs no tune
She is a composer by her stance
The winds bent into music wakes
Serenity my prison never knew

And I know she hear my joy
Caused by herself reciprocate
Redoubled into relationship
Our wantings sudden satisfied
Never searching long to wait
To have our meanings left our lips

She in this tamed lunar domain
Can be a lasting calming power
To make the snow-stars glimmer
Attach to swords dropped lowering
To make such striking heads of flowers
That smile back her wished desire

Have hold I cling so tightly
She is my queen, and I her protector
To face the troubles as they rise
With silent force she drives us on
To face the tumults of the future
Until the road is behind closed eyes