A house I've seen
Where green leaves with
The season
Called me one white night
If I waded any greater time
The walk would close
I wouldn't know how
To find that place
So out I set
My wet boots
That I let trickle with
The rain my cheek
Couldn't stop
Trudging against the weather
They stamped
A crunch of slush
In a land of vice
The atmosphere battled
An avalanche of hate
I didn't want to relate to
The cold
To tell you honest
I was afraid and
Fell
A pure petal
In a shoveled hell
Lost-bitten I lay
For a year and a night
As dead to the planet
-
As lead to the furnace
You arced through
The melee of self-spoken spirits
Those snowflakes that froze me
For my inadequate script
Didn't end with them melting
But me
There in the feet of it
Lifting me lightly
I found favour in feeling
The slow thaw of life
As it trickled my pain
Trudging the way I knew
Into a modern question
Not why or who
But yes
You place your fingers
Along my chest
I realize
The clock takes note
Of our hearts
Sliding faster
While you bear me up with
A potential hand
Pushing us packing the cumulus past
Far beneath our soles
Dawn air flutters through
This duo of songs
And I warm
Warm in your arms
Armed with solidarity
Daring the clouds to catch us
I witness you now
Who have seen me for me
And know that we
Are home
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