Snow fell silently from the sky,  
Blanketing all, piercing through the dark.  
But it didn’t see our tears—oh why,  
It fell quietly, fading like a spark.  

Snow came down, indifferent, still,  
And an angel descended from the sphere.  
Bringing love with a soft, gentle thrill,  
It landed on palms, like snow—then disappeared.  

It melted away, leaving only a trace,  
Love, warmed by the breath of despair.  
Waking, you screamed, reaching to embrace,  
But snow buried love in the cold, empty air.