Vieil homme hiver
By Sam Sweikata
You called for me to come outside
Where it was cold on my skin,
But I knew that you would make it
Worth my while if I did.
I agreed and took towards the
Brisk starlit sky. Down a mountain
Across the sea, I met you under
The brightness of the universe.
You are the frost that coats the
Morning roses with a sweet kiss.
Where you wrapped me in snow and
Silk, seemingly frozen in time.
I melted you into a scarlet ember
That kept me steady in the flurry of the
Cosmos of continuance as existence
Dims to a dull roar between us.
We collided with one another for an eternal moment
Then extracted ourselves from each other.
My mortal soul was left to wait
Until another winter’s night.