Cherry Tree

When I think about those winters

With frostbites and froststorms

Your silence is intoxicating

So is your sheer relentlessness

And I don't know and I don't know

For why does those moments to last

I was watching the movement of your hands

Before this dance was not made to last

All of our plans turned to accordions

It's winter, no accordions

And their, to carry through, I know you

There, I said it, soon the snow

Will fall by the snow globe

And I will be taking cherry blossom latte

with a dash of wine

To give warm rain and warm wine

In your coldness I was alive

In your warmth I was hypnotized

And you spoke to me, a simple

"how are you" turned dry ice to a smile

Under the cherry tree, where we turn to winter

Under the cherry tree, where winter turn to snow

October 2024

By Aran Meredith