Snow (11)
Snow has alighted
Turning trees into the veins of angels
Shall I stand out there too?
Spread my fingers, crook my arms
And have the snow annoint me beautiful?
A girl I've not seen in years follows, laughing
And all the disappointment
like rings if you could saw me down
would drop away leaving us bare
ready for possibilities
February 10, 2010
Ⓒ February 10, 2010 by Luke DeLalio
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