Like Blood Upon Fallen Snow

With a heart feeling dry Another day has begone with a sigh A closure I’m to forsake to pry Only to yearn a night to feel as high As beautiful it be as let be Like blood upon fallen snow A night to become, a night to see Drinking liqueurs while embracing the cold With music as well to in tune Of fancy foot-works upon the floor A neverending time to assume To imbue with moments to forever recall Innocence in clarity, pureness in tranquility To cultivate, to activate, to motivate, to stimulate Beauty in melody, musical in serenity Of late to only await, of love and of hate Perhaps the night has an awakening! A night never for all to simply experience And of times, they do belong in dreams And sometimes even, to belong in absolute silence