Angels turned upon the glass
describing perfect crystals
in the ice.
And as I gazed
into the pattern
I thought of you.

For as you
breathed your life out
as a crystal pattern
on the glass
you described our love
in a very special way.

And as the ice
turned to dew
upon the morning sun
I saw your smile
in every drop.

So as I turned
to touch the mirror
of your soul
I felt you touch my heart.
And we came together
within the perfect crystal
of time come true.