equivoque

We must have been Like two black specks On the many white horizons we traveled Myself in black compression gear From head to toe Like a svelte cat woman in tech fabric And you in your baggier clothes With your pointy shoulders insisting From under the many layers That you were still skinny underneath it all We wore our matching black liners And Brooks mittens Yours a size larger so we Wouldn't mix them up We would bounce through the snow Happier than any 10 year olds There was not a trail we wouldn't claim Not a destination to which we wouldn't pave With our road to joy During the magic of those two winters We believed in infinity In snowy...