Fractured friendships
and ruptured relationships
All fall away as one
For this swiftly fleeting glimpse
At everything around.

From the floating specks of ancient
dust that dance with swirling grace

To the rings of cigarette smoke
That hang like blossoms on trees

The sights, the sounds,
The greens, the blues
Connive to **** the cold
That comes from eyes of
icy stares and shifty shameful glares

Hold me captive, never letting go.
It's only for a moment, but anyway
I know

That soon this smoke will turn to snow.