My Favorite Flavor

April 16, 2009
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While the rainbow flitters

landing into the snow,
The colored sprinkles evaporate off of the white sheet

and pierce

into those unspeakable eyes;
Just as the light from the illuminating moon

seems to embrace the lake water flawlessly

at the peak of the bright stars and dark skies night.

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