christmas morning.

(dry honey, dried limes;
raw lines like butterflies.)

something's rocking the windowsills.
the sun will rise to the sky
and the snow will keep on falling.
but its dark right now, teach me how,
the sun will rise to the morning.
the snow is falling, Christmas evening;
the floors are fevered and breaking--

(dry honey, dried limes;
raw lines like butterflies.)

its snowing Christmas morning.