Winter visits us with careless brutality
and we only want her gone.
My tiny kitten,
bathing you with my tongue
finding shelter in these rocks
that refuse to forgive or remember
here we make our comfort.
I will teach you unconditional love and murder.
We will drink the blood of incomparable vistas
where we have only enemies and sunlight.
This frozen wasteland tattoos itself on our hearts
and the moon in a tempest we will always carry.