Winter
Winter Wonderland |
Winter
Cool blows fluster my face,
Face that falls into frigid air,
Air so blunt on my hands,
Hands numb like carrying cool ice case,
Case of frost that pair,
Pair with chilling gusts of an enveloped
land,
As land compile snowflakes,
Snowflakes sweep into a mouth so bare,
Bare flesh dissolves a whiff of flakes in
and bond,
Bond to soften the ice into crumbs of
cake,
Cake acres and lots as snow bound to land.
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