Fragile pinpoints, / So delicate it's gently skinned, / Blood washed out, / stuck in winter frozen rivers.

One by one, against soft skin, pinpricked, / The gentle, snow-white.

The unnoticed raised texture, / Of pale faded stress of memories.

Gentle blood drops, / Long since down the drain. / A winter's harsh way, / Of dumping autumn out of my skin.

Carved mountains against, / Heaving gorges, / Rooted below the water bed,  / The stressed pinpricks autumn's red.