Around a Cold Corner

December's around a cold corner where

we'd imagine seeing them pirouette,

against a starlit moonless silhouette,

fresh snowflakes trembling in their lamplit air.

Around a frosty corner like tonight's

what snow should settle slowly in your hair,

as fast as my kiss, your thoughts and whose prayer

come to your eyes, where the same snow alights?

You would imagine this, and I could too,

if winter'd come in time for us to share

one moment's witnessing our love's début.

This year, reluctant fall still hangs around,

leaving me wonder why you're still not there

where no snow's fallen on such barren ground.

The Web Projects of Sondra Ball and Mario Cavallini