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Soon the snow will once again fall

October will be gone

our date for oneness...having passed





Remember how the blizzard

made me run to you?

Now my mind runs from you

trys not to remember our times

of frozen ponds

and snow covered fields

hot chocolate and snowmobiles





Nights I used to listen to you sleep

have been replaced by days

of listening to myself weep





And when the snow starts to fall

the blizzard will once again

call out to me with inner voice

your name





Reflections of passion will once again

come to me like a thief in the night

stealing what resemblance of sanity

this mad man has managed to hold on to

and thoughts of you

will make this a night seem endless





One did not choose this fate

seems that we

are irrevocable

at least to one

that's come undone

and still to this instant

cannot stop love





And when the blizzard speaks to me

reminds me with chilling pain

that I am still alive

I'm sure that my mind

will echo our time

as I

will softly...whisper your name

















Copyright © 2001 Dennis Hicks