Apple Blossom
Fall, white snow, at my feet
So prone, prostrated and so very passive
Sentimental, silent and cold
Whisper words as you fall
Apple blossom, surrounding me
Enclose me in your circle
Protected and enclosed
You will fall like silken curtains
I sink, still at last.
posted by tzb at 5:16 pm
1 Comments:
Thank you. I'm glad you enjoy it, and very flattered by your kind words!
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