Stars twinkle above
The midnight mist.
Flakes of snow fall
Land on butterfly lashes,
Closing ever so slowly.
Ever so slightly
Pull me in.
Your lips on mine,
Give me warmth.
This winter world...
Make me feel
Like summer.
A beautiful dream...
Never wake me.
My little droplet of wasted space in the big sea that is the Internet.
Thursday, January 4, 2007
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