St Agnes Eve
And there you are, my love
White against the snow flecked moor
In the quiet space beyond the wind
Seeking solace in sweet coldness
Just as I knew you would be
Holding softly to the air
with gentle wings
Dark eyes flashing
at a storm grey sky
Three times I met you
And three times we said goodbye
Each time I thought it was the last
Each time a promise for the next.
#CoSopoetry