Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Winter.
A whimsical dance, my lover and I, through snow flurries and frozen leaves, plastered to the ground in their autumn coats--radiating beauty with an effervescent, orange glow. Through parks and buildings we dance, hands entwined, eyes glazed, and hearts ablaze. Oh, starry, winter night do your worst! For I have his arms to keep me warm!
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