Dreading Chinook

In a Dakotan range where cold has dealt,
Meditating the last snow storm that fall;
O white flakes, grand grace in fluffy small pelts
With intense shine, deepens love every call.

In her wake brings a blizzard of passions
Accumulating in my mind each day;
Love so intense, for her my mind cushions
In a deep heap where my white soul ballet.

I fear torridness in the skies outlook
Turning my dear ice into a seized melt;
Vanishing my love with thieving chinook
Her soft powder love thaws each day he dwell.

Hoping her love comes for cold protection,
Trying to chill to keep her reflection.

Jeff Haby