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Simple As Snow

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We held hands within the snow,
the gray trees stood
like graves
the prints of ghosts
impressed upon the virginal
white surface,
it was then I realized
I stood there alone.

A splash of red,
like birth, death,
a maiden sacrifice,
I did not remember the rain,
but I remember the blood  
it was there I saw your face,
a strange lover's miracle.

I let myself fall back
into the powder
like a cloud
where I make myself into an angel,
I always dreamed
of having wings,
while I feel my fingers
numbing in the cold,  
if I close my eyes,
perhaps I can
fly away.

Will you be there
waiting on the other side
beyond the brimming storm?
I feel the warmth gather
within my core,
and the frost begins
to thaw.

We danced once
within the hail,
like crumbling pieces
of the moon,
I never noticed the bruises,
the way blood in the veins
appears like winding
frozen rivers.
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Michel-le-fou's avatar
If I had to criticize this poem and I do it fairly, I'd say that the romantic and natural aspects were developed and presented well.