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A Woman In Winter

There is a woman that is burning in my soul
burning brightly slow in the winter world below
Once you know her there, is no returning
Return to where?
Once you know her there is no there;

Sense the Summer shines forever in the wandering mistrals of her hair
Fell the Winter smooth as flowering silken crystals on her thighs
White as the milk of a full moon over a river ever flowing somewhere on
Words fail, words escaping light as breaths of a moment's lost desire
Feel the frost bite on your lips, seal your doom as you go
Deep into the mystery that is waiting and is not ever to be found
Sleep forever frozen dreams on silver runners slide across the snow;

Once you know her there is no there
Return to where?
Once you know her there is no returning
Burning brightly slow in the Winter World below
There is a woman that is burning in my soul;

Feel the Winter smooth as flowering silken crystals on her thighs
Sense the Summer shines forever in the wandering mistrals of her hair
White as the milk of a full moon over a river ever flowing somewhere
On;
Once you know her there, is no there . . .

Poetry by Chaucer Whethers