I’ll come late
to take you to that frozen lake
by the way of circumstance…clouds will part like one last chance.
We will dance with arrows beating through our sullen hearts:
expose our secrets in a snow-still twilight
proving that love is laid bare.
Soul-struck music will guide our fragile footsteps
to where silence and light reign,
eternal- revolving around the chorus beyond the stars.
Someday, we will thaw and break off like icebergs…
and float all around the sound.