With fading lights
the jingles rose,
alone he ran 
towards the hearth

He catched the snow
palms flexed, heart soft.
A snowflake with million
curves rested, unaware

He cared for it, adored 
its perfect symmetries
until all of it dissolved
Into all of him.

He screamed louder 
than humans are 
able to hear

His body, too frail 
to be visible on the 

He cried
tears enough to 
soak his soul

He loved. Oh, he 
loved even more