Velvet shoes

You must read this poem

Let us walk in the white snow
In a soundless space;
With footsteps quiet and slow,
At a tranquil pace,
under veils of white lace
I shall go shod in silk
And you in wool
White as a white cow’s milk
More beautiful
than the breast of a gull
We shall walk through the still town
in a windless peace
We shall step upon white down,
Upon silver fleece
Upon softer than these.
We shall walk in velvet shoes
Wherever we go
Silence will fall like dews
On white silence below.
We shall walk in the snow.