Snow Water

The first fell in late-light. Slow, slow,
Quick-slow, a czardas of snow and syllables
Dancing the space between us; poises
Of silence ambushing the air, the sky,
Atmosphere itself- until a crystal landed
Your skin- flickered, froze, let swim.
We woke to the polar opposite of noise.

And it wasn't until I considered how snow-water
Stills to ice before melting
That it came to me how love happened.
Not sublimation. More a convergence
At vanishing point of two equals;
A way of knowing ahead of knowing,
For certain, what the heart would miss.