Your silence holds the earth in stark white snow
Already fallen, sleeping in her bliss.
We're unaware of fire's long-burning glow
Deeper than the solid earth's abyss.
For down below the demons wrestle. Woe.
You have betrayed the mountain with a kiss.
You hear the silence rampant in the woods
And sink beneath your head in snow for good.
postscript
DFC day 17. The Ottava Rima. Feels more in my comfort zone. I do love me some basic iambic pentameter. kiwi-damnation.deviantart.com/…