The never ending winter that holds in the night.

[Los]

The snow is falling,
here under the tree,
where we fell in love,
supposedly for eternity.
How I lost my heart before I awoke,
a dream not yet seen.
I spoke to you in a calming voice,
I didn't understand what these words would eventually mean.
To you I gave my soul,
my very being.
And unto rapture eternal bliss I felt,
under the moonlight stars I was feeling,
life,
love,
blood,
the taste of your wine,
enraptured me to new heights beyond this realm,
so simple and so true,
I had you in my arms,
you were mine.

The rain drops over the forests,
where we made love a thousand nights before,
next to the creek that ran clear,
to the lake miles away,
like children we ran,
into the water,
into the night,
into the loving arms of pleasure's delight.
I would tell you each time I loved you,
always before,
always after,
before you went to sleep,
after you were cold and after you weep.

This is what it is to love,
you'd say,
when our feelings intermix,
flying higher than doves.

The sun hasn't shined in months past,
my soul is empty,
my spirit will not last.
I still cling to memories that harbor nothingness,
from you I expected nothing less.
Anything more would bring false suspicion of happiness and bliss,
that I can't afford to hold or wish for a kiss.
You left,
when it began to snow,
seeking shelter,
away from me,
away from the cold.

It still snows now,
the white brilliance that shines on cloudy days,
as if the sun was still shining on them.

[Seven of Nine]

Beautiful, Los!

[Voy_Girl]

Truly!

[Starbuck]

very lovely

[Chakotays Angel]

Passionate and Sad