The Snow

September 1, 2010
The clouds form a gray tint
White drops of powder fall from the sky
Tumbling into my bare hands
I see the shapes before they transform into liquids
Melting tears, beauty in shivering temperatures
Cold breeze turns my skin pink
Shadows fade as darkness engulfs the world
Yet those white drops still shine
Falling with silence, forevermore

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