singling out one part
of indeterminate snow,
takes the beauty from it
when all i capture
is the icy nature of your despair
the flake, netted with lace
floats, mingles with frozen lakes,
ones we shared in mellow greens
a spring,
a vibrant summer's echo
language we transposed
together
we called it poetry
gathering phrases from dead leaves,
rustling through windy fields
describing how the grass swayed
you won't write it now
the ever-after we dreamed about
while this cool entity
withers bones and dies with skin
regardless of warm remembrances
fall was our nemesis
we were meant to expire
at season's end
as yesterday melts
as today fades
a tomorrow that will not occur
Gold trophy winner
Adding your comment:
thank you hun, I am honored 
