Without a Trace

a million dreams without a face that leave at dawn without a trace planted deep they bloom and flower only in the late, late hours summer coursed through lover's veins autumn came and love remained leaving with the first snow fall ice and cold that dashes it all months of blatant disbelief shoveling feelings without relief my heart not able to take a snow day it worked overtime packing it away April comes and so do you whistling again a heartfelt tune some days filled with beauty and wonder a song that threatens to take me under you give a little and take a lot resurrecting what I once forgot summer tries to course through veins clogged and blocked with love's remains