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by paolo macariola a.k.a. happy writer

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

A winter passage


Quietly she came
Like a winter night
cold, bitten and beautiful
from her eyes i can see
how her persona was covered in ice,
her heart was drowned in frost --
she has lost the essence of her soul.

for me she was the horizon
that brought out the beauty in every dawn

Quietly she left
Leaving my passion to burn alone
leaving me in the comforting arms of the night
where i could only hear the discord in the wind
and see the emptiness in the shadows --
I have become numb from the cold

Winter Silently left
carrying along
the essence of my soul

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