The fur of Winter Sonata

Your memories quirk in the rays of stagnant oceans, my yearning hangs on the tail of the dark knight moon as it illuminates the beats of your heart racing through shadows. Let us dance all night long sneaking through the rehearsal of a royal ball so echoes of your voice leave a trail in my heart that my thoughts can't comprehend. I am lost in the awry beauty of your silence. even when the waves haul your kiss from its shores the wind leads them back to me. our bodies are synchronously intertwined with beautiful melodies. imaginations spread in wildfire, our names written on the flames. squeeze me in a smile of scented bluebells soaked in the berries of your wrong I play you right. In the winter sonata our eyes met in an estuary where our love was sung by evening birds that flew through the road of our sailing feet. What more can I ask of life when saturated and adorned with tons of rare petals that stick to me like galium aparine. I could gaze at you through the spring of snow and ruffle your hair until the tides ride low. My love for you works against the laws of time, not fitting into a scale we will soar like the sirens of the deep blue sea. My love, you have shown me ways to exist amidst cheerful demons and I promise to spend it all with you even in immortality. Wrapped in a ballet of cherry blossom, your arms are like Fur in the snow of winter sonata.