By the saw of a pale sickle hewn pouring the creamy firmament cries spill over a milky temperate swoon skimming the surface of her torment Rippled skein of an arching bow River of frost on a moonscape glade Opium blooms with holly and mistletoe Casting the dye of her snow leopard spots Crystal pillars of halo and ice Lye dormant in her winter garden The veiled kiss of snow white Slowly thaws the bluff of a wintry dusting