Wednesday, February 3, 2010

You're the illusion
of pure white snow settled over a lake.
~I STEPPED IN~
only to realize it wasn't frozen TOO LATE.

I tumble towards you
&
when the rest of the world
is making up their minds
whether to adore or ignore you;
I'll be your constant
cause we know I've never left you.
I see you and your still not living;
all your doubts show up in your misgiving.

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