You caress my face,
Soft flakes kissing my eyelids
Begging me to run away--
To dance in the beams cast by the streetlight
Where I can see your every last flake,
Hurrying to the earth,
Rushing down to meet me
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Love Poems for the World
PoetryA series of love poems, written with different ideas, directed toward different things. These are all written to different things in the world that I love. Riddle poems, with the unknown being who or what I'm writing to.
