As the solstice approaches,
Its bitter sweet arrival
Heralding the advent of
The cold moon,
Singing brightly,
Embraced by its icy halo,
In the obsidian night,
A chorus of stars
Shimmers in a sky
That stays dark
one moment longer
Just for us, my love,
As the intoxicating
winter jasmine blossoms,
Awakened by the frost,
Bear witness to
Our perfect kiss tonight.