You can talk your way out
go on, cold shoulders and stony silence
and ***** snow walls
let the current of love flow
avalanches and waterfalls don't just stop
nor do midnight pulses.

Abrupt flood, mountain dreams clouds
not a coward, just afraid
and biding the right time
till we run out, and we will
but meantime, no points for guessing
who cowers in the dark.