All are frozen,
Leaps look
Like red pieces of ice.
Your eyelashes are fragile.
(Don’t blink. They brake
And fall
Down like powder, like spice.)
View dies like an angel…
(Chorus)
This is the winter dance
Without snow.
All are frozen,
Hands cling
To the steel empty face.
Your nails crumb like enamel.
(Don’t fuss. You brake
And fall
Down to winter’s embrace).
Skin rough like stammel.
(Chorus)
This is the winter dance
Without snow.
All are frozen,
Wind howls
Without music and time –
Violin is stringless.
(Don’t stop. You’ll freeze,
So, dance,
To this nocturne’s end-rhyme.
Snowfall will be endless…
(Chorus)
This is the winter dance
Without snow.
Snowless Dance
© Copyright: Карина Бондаренко, 2009
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