winter (spring)

i met you where you said
the exact location at the precise time
according to my watch

wrong season
i dressed for spring
in the heart of this dark winter

by the lamp post, in the park, third step --
the snow started to fall
silent and still -- smothering the earth

anxiously i waited, at first
until i noticed the quiet beauty
pure white on the trees, even on this face

finally resting my weary body
i settled down,
while the snow settled around me

and the world was still
whitewashed in snow
tepidly awaiting the thaw of spring