electric reindeer
how can I describe
how it was last
the sky snowing sugar
we picked up and
sitting on the log
under the tall tall
pine overlooking
the black holy waters
still and lined
with white ice
sitting there
with her
my hands raised
in disbelief at
her lightly touching my
eye covering smoke
from the wind
broken tree limbs
on the white
path like tree
trees fallen to the
huge pieces
of ice
stacked, crashed
against the shore
the colors supreme
the river ice
soft night blue
tripping on roots falling
into iced puddles
grabbing onto each
other’s arms
dancing through the
streets like ice skating
I think something
and she answers
my thoughts aloud