From Afar
By Alicia Viani
Bicycles under piles of snow
when spring will come, well I don’t know
but it ain’t no trouble though
you make my bed a warm glow
Snow blankets the world quiet
the ground is white and glistening
eyelashes crystalized
crackly smiles and woolen things
Here you are
from afar
I know you strain to hold my eyes
for in them everything lies
The days are getting longer now
still an all brown ground and grey skies
and tender things may not survive
so cradle sparks and let them grow
Here you are
from afar
I know you strain to hold my eyes
for in them everything lies
So come and huddle close to me
find balance in this limbo, see
lock fingers you won’t float away
but you’ve got to want to stay
And here you are
from afar
I know you strain to hold my eyes
for in them everything lies.