They Snow

A coldness that could kill me Had once and now, your hands Like sun to earth, I cherish So helplessly I cry fairing and despairingly To love so slow if once you would never leave Stay here, with no end, if hold like no other To love imbrued as light Fallen like the seven so lured to being held by your embrace And cursively it spoke by curling limbs and rested neck, thus gust could stay From a summer to the cold and once again we’d sing for sorrow This perfect smile If forever you would hold my hand and grace like falling snow the words to stay The words would mean so much more, as the fading moon had shied dream after dream again The words would hold like a bridge at sunset, as to hold our love in the memory of her lovelit rose And I will cherish forever And I will love you longer than shattered dreams have stretched my will so thin So thin like a despairing child’s voice, legs without the strength to walk to her open arms, so distant So thin they’d quiver At every wind, every wind so sirenious As the sound of her voice They’d tremble and for every tragic fall to my knees Nothing was there, nobody was there I couldn’t share Fallen like the seven so lured to being held by your embrace And cursively it spoke by curling limbs and rested neck, thus gust could stay From a summer to the cold and once again we’d sing for sorrow This perfect smile If forever you would hold my hand and grace like falling snow the words to stay The words would mean so much more, as the fading moon had shied dream after dream again The words would hold like a bridge at sunset, as to hold our love in the memory of her lovelit rose And I will cherish forever