My Name is Red

A carpet of white
under endless sky.
Cold is the season,
that pervades my!

Stretched to the boundary
the starkness of white..
Still...frozen..
a motionless night.

The moon rises high,
the landscape glimmers.
Think of your warmth...
when my body shivers.

And then, turn a corner
into a spot of red.
The blood surges
into my head.

Out there and solitary
in the white.
Delicately folded
like a possession, prized.

And still unfrozen,
the dew drops shine.
So pure, so beautiful...
uncut diamonds and wine.

Amidst the weariness and cold,
found the gleam of life.
A rose in the snow,
I miss you so much, my wife.