This one's called "Winterreise."
"Begin with snow and brambled light.
Not the light of heaven, per se, but [? Hölderlin ?] maybe.
[? Trockel. ?] Anyway, it was 10:00 in the morning.
A fairy lilac glow was everywhere, charming the ice.
You call and your voice, though far away,
brighten the romantic shading of my inner Schubert cycle.
No CGI was needed for your special effect.
I began to ascend through the picture, cell phone in hand
and a ballooning radiance inside me.
Yes, love is cold, even as it burns."