Snowflakes
The kiss of the moon
Breathes life into blackest night.
Snowflakes
Lay on frosted field.
Sparkling under astral lamplight.
I stand where we once stood.
Holding my dreams so tight.
Silence winging through the wood.
Angels singing
Burning white.
There flies a symphony in my soul
Floating softly on the breeze.
But she's not there to answer
As I whisper
'Darling please'
To myself,
And lonely midnight fields.
To be so alone
Is to die
By the sword that passion wields.
Slowly, in black and white
Our love runs through the night.
Like a movie
That made us cry.
My elusive butterfly
Ebbs away on a rolling tide.
No, she's not there
But remains inside.
Forever to play the strings
Of my freezing heart.
Yet
After dewdropp clings
Sunlight and snowflakes
Have to part.
poem by Kevin East
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