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December Sky
With every whisper of her beauty flashing by
I grow old and weary
knowing she’s only here to visit
The cold December sky
We lay on this forgiving snow
To let the brumal weather let us go
And that one day we’ll forget one another
To wake and live tomorrow, as if
Today just never came
E.A.
..."We lay on this forgiving snow..."
Interesting construct. We lay the cold December sky on snow - nice. Absence of punctuation creates a wondrous ambiguity and surreal cross-over to dream reallm reality. Also nice.