Her shadow trickles over him
at sunset

and the two merge into one

deeply rooted 

shallowly entwined

shadow being

until…

 Moon hushes Stars

and Winter tosses

 inky black roses

to the sleepers beneath her feet

as they breathe each other in 

and out like windy tides…

Winter watches roots and toes

scratch cold dusts in sandy slumbers

beneath her ink…

sees 

his shallow breaths tumble

as leaves tremble and 

two shadows merge

into one apple scented dream…

when spring 

will make the shadows 

of winter 

easier 

for the man without a home

who has chosen to nestle 

within the shadow

of a tree.

Together 

they dream 

of apple blossoms in

spring.