snow

I miss these days

when the light was pouring in

through the windows

and the frost whitened

everything outside

when I could drown

in your shirts

and cigarettes had a taste

of the icicles

we had a secret

in this bleached out world

we had a secret

without knowing it

secret smiles

secret days

secret winter

I had white bite-marks

on my arms and my heart

air was so fresh and so cold

when we struggled for a breathe

secrets had run through our veins

and grew into our hair

the only colour

that broke this

monochromatic world

were droplets of blood

on our lips

and under our

fingernails

*

it’s gone

what is left

is just snow

ice and frostbites