like snow
she falls
on me, across
the lawn,
the broad street,
the roads of
me. she
blankets me
with flakes
that fall
from a deepening
sky like
whispers.
i don't
move an inch,
i embrace
the warmth
of her sweet
winter
and let it
happen.
Friday, May 7, 2010
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