Spring in Winter

Lying out beside myself

Sixty-five, December twelfth

I keep you warm

A smell of rain, the ghost of spring

A skip in time, an offering

For you I sing

Is spring in winter

Is fear in fall

You were never mine

Hellbent with a curious mind

Hold on

I keep you warm

They blink their eyes, they bare their arms

Reintroduce their skin to sun

And I am mine

And all the birds have ventured out

To bow their heads and kiss the ground

Their feathered down

It's spring in winter

It's fear in fall

It was never mine

Only the stones of the truest are gone

Fall, now winter

I'm not in love