Photograph

It wasn’t just the purple shadows
that I wanted you to see, not just the snow
jeweled trees, or the swirling filigree
of sky – it was more
than spellbound breath
adrift in silence.

A snowflake caught, soon leaves empty hands,
I might wonder if it’s memory or dream –
that moment, too full for one to hold
alone – this knowing
why twilight skies bring
sighs of melancholy.

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