A moment of living
It is the feeling of living,
of running through photographs
within your heart
where time follows divergent paths of breathless moments;
places where a sentence became a smile,
and a thought that held onto the beginnings of a snowflake
turned into a snowfall that became a dance in the midnight sky.
A nordic wind follows the past
to places where a winter snow told night-time stories
and stars fell into my window from a mid-light sky.
A waltz became a word,
became a love,
became a reykjavik dream that flew through my heart.
Letters on pages became poems
snow fell across my brow from an open window.
A waltz that continued and played within my soul
held the wind in the palm of your hand
drawing circles through the lines of time,
dancing within a word,
within a gesture,
within a moment stilled by the curve of your smile.;
a love that became a reykjavik dream.;
a waltz upon a poem within the palm of your hand;
a feeling of life within a moment.