Frosted panes recall your presence
Glowing faint with winter’s sigh
Tender shadows merge with moonlight
Drawing halos drifting by
Every memory breathes a season
Holding truth in silver thread
Soft reflections blur the quiet
Where your whispered warmth once spread
Hands that lingered at the window
Left their imprint on the dawn
Every shimmer folds around me
Keeping nights from feeling gone
Should the winter keep expanding
Every star becomes a pass
Carried by the hush of longing—
Your breath on the window glass