From lust to frost,
romance to regret,
from fall to winter.
Our passions have wintered.
Yielding to loneliness –
this season of surrender!
Shared wintry breaths chilled our spirits.
Our fleeting emotions wintering our love.
Our passing trusts, now only wintery words.
This crestfallen experience with you!
We wilted, then can the silence of tears
which froze as visible memories on our cheeks.








This makes one think of the fall and how things seem to be dying but spring comes and something new can bloom Nice
The end of a relationship feels like being put out in the cold.
Well expressed Daniel
” then can the silence of tears”
I think you mean, “then came the silence of tears”
I love the last image of this piece, Daniel.