Looking out at the untouched snow

I am reminded of my love for you

You are oblivious to the beauty of its existence


You will never know the true essence of love

For your heart is empty and lost in sovereignty

Your eyes do not see the exquisiteness set before you


When the snow has melted and the seasons change

So will I and I suffer the loss of true love

I have searched for your soul and I will seek no more


This love will stay silent, existing without a voice

Untouched, like the newly fallen snow

Unaware of the real reason why your heart is reticent


I have set you free to never be in my presence

To never experience the beating of a true loves heart

To never stroke the untouched snow

very pretty midnight...I love your work!

Hey you! Thanks ... that's very thoughtful... stop by when you are on
line..
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Nice. I wonder if truly he was oblivious? You may never know.

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