I see you standing
Amidst the sparkle of snow
Before the winter trees,
Waiting for me
Impatiently
With your sleigh
And spirited horse
For a moonlight ride
Through winter's enchantment.
We live for
These stolen moments
Away from those
Who would deny us
A life shared,
Who would have us
Belong to others.
We believe and we wait
For that one day,
One beautiful day, when
We will ride away
To a place where
We are free
To love.
I've never actually seen a one-horse open sleigh, especially one that is hauling an abominable snowman. But I digress.
May your runners find their groove, along the pathways smooth,
and take you to that fabled snowman waiting there in the cold,
and may I say, warm him up before you're both too old.
I find courting in winter much more difficult than in summer. But still, your poem as a longing for something more than just friendship in the beauty of winter moonlight. It casts a dark light on the relationship that is moving in spite of denial by others.
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May your runners find their groove, along the pathways smooth,
and take you to that fabled snowman waiting there in the cold,
and may I say, warm him up before you're both too old.
Ron
Regis. 🌺🍁