The sky is every
shade of grey since
I've been loving you

it's gorgeous and it's
moody
and it's every
way I see
you too

the wind blows in
sheets of frost
where the world is
dressed in snow

& you're behind
a winter's birch
a silver bark
a peak of sunset glow

how long I've loved the
thought of you,
the cello's neck
and song

a hymn as soft
as nightfall comes
and gently turns to
dawn.