Winter Musical

I dreamed of steel toes and heels on quick feet
          effortless steps tapping across silver salts


When I woke, sleet was dancing on the sill 
         to music only February hears

I resisted the certainty of rising from warm layers 
          and choreographed joy frozen in gelatin frames

To witness Winter’s stoic silversmith 
          plate the day in frigid resplendence

And fistfuls of rock salt to melt his work 
          like images fading from a dream of old movies

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