Confetti Kisses

January 16, 2014
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Snow falls in the heat of a winter night,
flutters around my face,
tries to get a taste of my lips.

In a wall of dark cacophony,
one by one,
eight-thousand stars

Waving, bright white.

Now there’s snow on the ground
and I burst into flames.

In numbers, we all fall
in love.

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