White Transgressions?

sleeping beauty with dreams of snow
i whisper just to let you know
remember somewhere down the line
when your memory fades into mine
that however light remains opaque
who you are is not an ache
but a butterfly waiting in dreams of snow
to spread her wings and let all go




Poetry by CrowRider
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Written on 2011-02-08 at 20:47

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