56.      RUSSIAN LOVE

Love of my wildest dreams
As the wind and snow
Long a heart of romance
On the sledge bells.

With falling snow
Pulls the Grey’s at a trot.
Trees are brushing the cloak
As the call of wolves hits bone.

In all this strangeness
My heart longs
For your love,
Angel of Russian snow.

So white and beautiful
Shine your eyes in the night.