Sun in bright winter

Just like sun on bright winter days

Pale white dream beyond deep-piercing cobalt,
Past knobby, crooked fingers,
Grasping, forlorn, bent,

Of exposed white oak, vine maple, cherry
Long stripped of mouldered vestments,
Crimson, auburn, gold;

So is this love you hold for me

This love, that love, my precious and dear love,
Shines so brightly it hurts me
To look upon it.

Bonne sixième anniversaire, ma bel amour!