Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Autumn Menagerie 6: The Snow Maiden


To melt or bleed to death
is the same.
One succumbs to warmth
as life seeps away.

The Snow Maiden
keeps vigil over
cold hearts.

Her warmth, like brandy

and velvet, goes to

the head.

She is a beautiful

rescue.

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2 comments:

  1. Anonymous10:00 AM

    Siberia does not believe in tears...

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  2. Anonymous10:04 AM

    Tears, like breath, tinkle to the ground in bits of ice.

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