it's a chill that i savor, and the still, all my favorite things about this monochrome landscape in the driven snow,
the lights and the blankets of white on pavement, the purple sky is glowing bright, it doesn't feel so cold tonight,
and her eyes, frozen circles round a cluster of other worlds, galaxies all veiled in distance, blackness full of infinite systems,
cold and the complimenting soul giving heat and mending broken hearts and worried minds, the story arc you tried to find,
that would save your tired wavering spirit, and give life back to fire fueling dear beloved dreams that you lost to lesser thinking.
for the first time in my life i'm holding onto winter
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