Lossen knot, Hold on
A bolder mix with snow and stone.
The relationship between Harsh winds and blades of ice,
stronger than our steel bond.
Climbing through blizzards.
The cold kept you warm.
A rope, the only thing that kept me close.
Flashes of pure white doves.
I woke up on your arms.
I felt your bond like grip holding on.
A edge caught hold of you.
Your smile tighten and the bond relaxed.
A bolder mix with snow and stone, broke the fall for me.