when i find you i will dance in your embrace    through the fences with the moon across your face    and when we fall into our winter den below,    when the earth begins to slow her spin    they'll know...       that we are foxes    we are coming home again,    barking insults to the hunter and the wind    and we'll escape them, though the fog may blind the sun    though the dogs behind us run, our time has come      once i was fixed in a memory:   she stretched her arms like a flower,    leaning my head toward the morning,    to shine with the sun by the hour      and i am hoping you'll remember how i smiled    curled up to you like a lover or a child   youre the letter i have carried through this war, with familiar pages worn, some pages torn      caught in the cold of december,    she took my hand in her sleep    kept it from boston to hartford (ooh, we all believed we could keep)   once i was fixed in a memory:    me with my eyes nearly closed,    she with her breath on the window,    sighing like a furnace to the snow