Have you also smelled the snow today?
I reckon!
It came to me eyes shut
A little summer breeze outside
Carried by an undeceive December rain
Waiting for a rainbow sunshine
But it never happens!
And I know it is unlikely
here the snow inside
or meteorologically outside
except maybe it’s on your sight light-years away
I should be smelling a living joy as what is lost of me
and so I become a snowflake
to connect
hang just
above a mountain lake
a bit nonchalant
as I like to be sometimes
by my temperance the wind balanced
so that I stay upright
above an exact measurable point
become the fairest of fairies
a fairy-bride feathery white
for fun
but also to pass on spirits of me properly
as I stretch myself from dust to my wholest parts
I become the matter of the flake’s material
and I don’t care but know only by being
the duped me infinitesimally
either the one above this lake or another
slowly descending one
to touch the tip of your nose or lip or forehead
And I know then you will recognize me at once
when I tickle you softly
as you know so well by now
how it thrills and hurts in one breath
cold or hot spot
that’s what our game is about right?
Which one is of you or of me
haha I DON’T KNOW really THE DIFFERENCE it seems
is getting a little blurry
AND that not only for me but also for you
or thee
and that very last one for fun or for the sake of the rhyme ONLY!
