picking up all frequencies at once
ones you only hear perfectly still
i recall the snow falling
soft as geese
white as the throat of that flower
let me ly in your arms,
let me ly in your snow angels
looking for signs in the sky
following ghosts, following visions
i hear your breath
sliding like a wing past my ear
and see your footsteps
scar the surface of the snow
let me ly in your arms,
let me ly in your snow angels
no longer hoping, no longer waiting
no longer hurting
no longer waiting, no longer losing
no longer searching
no longer lost