an angel
when i was young and foolish as
opposed to now and
foolish i fell back into the mid
night snow made a snow-angel for
my love she
laughed a good kind of
laugh i shouted to the stars i love
you and i did if this
were a certain kind of metaphor i would
say the snow melted as did our love this
is another kind of
metaphor the snow never melted it fell and
fell and fell until it covered the whole wide
world and she is still my angel
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2018-12-22 at 03:05
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