snow fall
small white sparks
of ice
firey sweet on lips
of the sky
jump through
release
and burn
beautiful snapshots
isolation
in mountains of slumber
blankets
of ancient memories
and frozen tears
tumble down
the moutainside
forgotten
one chance
dig out
snowdrifts gaining
strength and
the sun is setting
on youth
northern lights
fall
Friday, January 8, 2010
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