SnowmeltA Poem by Carmon
snow melts in my eyes
that look into yours. we'll hold hands til our fingers break and we'll die here tonight. but we won't go alone with ice in our hair and sighs caught on our lips this should be old age. I'll hold on to you til you stop when our hearts freeze in place we'll be holding empty hands all night cracks between fingers filling silently with snow in the safety of the stars
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Added on November 29, 2012 Last Updated on November 29, 2012 Author
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