flowing ice - Chantilly

I could walk… Your mountains… For miles

And see your eyes… Landscape ice

Your northern lights… Staying frozen

Wind, the river melts and frozen there underneath the ice so that…

The fish can swim

And in a great flurry

And I realized I need nothing else

Nights are white, and grey and silver

Nights of black and frosty blue…

Never thought I’d find

A home in this igloo

Sugar, cupcakes, no drift your icing is defined i could eat you anytime

And in a great flurry and I realize I need nothing else

Just close your eyes