Stark white, flecked with green
As stunning as my eyes have seen.
How pessimistic I had been
To think that I could leave this scene.
It resonates through every word
The one’s I’ve spoken, those I’ve heard.
I feel it bite my fingertips
And linger on my shattered lips.
The naked trees that bare their skin
To show us how foolish we’ve been.
We always get so wrapped up in
The warmth of life, in summer’s sin.
Along the way we lost our touch
For loving how the cold is such
A gentle kiss, it isn’t much
That wanders far from nature’s clutch.
Evergreen Eyes 