Snow jaws

Branches relaxed under weight of snow;
The calm of the gazelle in the leopard’s jaws. 
Beautiful to watch – holding the moment

Who will be first to move, and lose,
Probably – everything? 
And the catch is – 
It’s already lost – in sun and teeth –
Cold skies and weary jaws are no
substitutes for love. 

This cannot last;
And there is a one in a million
Chance – 
of escape.