~Snow Kissed~
Under navy nights
feel winter's frosty touch,
Scaling mountains high
longing for the rush.
Climbing to a place
where winter never leaves,
Frostbite shows his trace
warming as he cleaves.
If I could give you
a bit of winterness,
Winter storm blow through me
sealing with a kiss.
Dec. 2005
poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun
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