Wednesday 18 January 2017

WHITEMAGIC

In the dark stealthy night
Quieter than a whispered breeze
Snowflakes dance upon my heart
Enjoying their midnight soirees

Every teardrop crystallized
Each pain soothed to white
Raw spots dusted with beauty
Dark moments turned to light

In the dawn of new day
The virgin blanket untouched
Waits for my trailing breath to draw
Hopeful furrows of mirth

MS




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