Light-crafted clouds remind me of seas, Seaweed seasons winter rakes from me, Me (once we) conniving waterlessly, Wordlessly in the lonely going-on of white Whittled December, ice-hemmed January nights, Nights jammed deep in my heart's lace ice. Icy clouds drown my voice in this noiseless waste. Was it your voice the sealess winter void replaced? I pace in silence, all my soul a seaweed sprawl. Light-crafted clouds remind me of seasons We'd once walked two, by those roaring seaside Tides all summer, one long uttering waterslide-- Tied in love, you by my side, and I by your side tied.