Spring snow....

Her kiss sent from a thousand miles away,

Drew me closer to the devil than god today.

My dark angel walks on a cloud so tainted,

With perfection never so entirely unacquainted.

And this is the first time I wish it would snow,

To see life spin and spin and swirl and glow.

To see life's face exist in slumber out of time,

On a soft gentle wind reflective of clear moonshine.

Why is it hell to see the face of beauty and refrain,

To see as fallen an angel as exists forever now slain?

And ask her to fill me with her tender beauty's swirl,

That 50 years hence I'll tell the gods of the magic of a girl.

Some day I plan to spin and swirl and spin again,

And see life's joy cover even my own cool end.

While winter sun sets she descend upon the earth,

To show me the sweet nature of such a woman's birth.

Though she loves me, I am afraid to be so true,

To open my heart and be drawn inside of you.

And live my life with such great and boisterous sigh,