eclairage ecrivain - Snow

Snow.
Pieces of icy lace hanging on trees.
Purity sacrifices itself to the dirt.
The architecture of a snowflake
melts on my tongue.
Long live fairyland.
Innocence is as fleeting as flurries.
Chastity begins and ends after a wedding.
A magical war spins through the air.
While the wind cry's
peace, peace, peace.
Blizzard.

eclairage ecrivain

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