Finally free..

Finally free
from this frivolous summer
with its feint figures
and pipe dreams, glistening
in false light
of empty expectations,
I heave a sigh of relief
and welcome the coming season, 
cool like your hands on my face,
grey and gentle like your eyes
during those sparse moments 
that you let me in,
into your snowed in cave
where your voice befriends its echo
and your reflection rises silently
into the ice that doesn't want to melt.