You are me winter trees, my sleeping darkness in my awaking dreams, my old childhood fears, the monster in my closet as I softly count to ten. You are the snow that melts down my broken back when the sun won't shine, my before seen chill, the longing I carry as you swiftly disappear. I thought I cought a little glimpse, I thought I saw you here, the snow started falling of my winter trees, I thought I cought the words, I thought I saw you there, my trees took blossom, embracing their leaves....