The moss dips over
swayed branches
the frost suspends in
silver air particles
Your breath warms them over
my spine

Narrowly finding courage-
missing the window-
I smile.

It’s better this way,
lacing platitudes between my thoughts,

Will never miss what never was-

I chose to remember my feelings for you- enraptured in love inspired by you-
and the green in your eyes matched the moss.

~ Sareh Donaher