Caustically reddened feelings
Open heart and shaking earings
Through the snowing of December
Cherries from the marble trees

I will pick them one by one
Dead and covered with the freeze
Through my head will harshly breeze
Dance with memories about you

Though I try hard to hang onto
Kisses doomed in a breast abyss
Leaves I think would never fall
From the maples after terrors
Of those terrifying years