Snow

The pure white snow tumbles down from the sky
Standing barefoot in the landscape of white
Clasping the reddest of roses so tight
As the moon shines it’s light down from up high
The heartstrings are singing the sweetest song
Opening up to see the other’s soul
Fingers interlock. Two becoming whole
Been waiting for this moment for too long
In a love that defies both space and time
Both floating with feet that don’t touch the ground
The passion tastes the satisfaction found
As the bells of Heaven begin to chime

And as the sky casts down the cold, cold snow
The light within the heart begins to show


6th November 2005