your winter silence
sleeps my passion
into haunted dreams
from softly fallen stillness
Cold shadow chisels your face
deepens stone thoughts
frozen beyond emotions reach
while mirrored fragments
shatter against each life touched
What remains
a fate that died
before it was born
ice slippery feelings
melting tears
in sudden bitter harvest
Winter wind
feasts this sigh
moans this silence
becoming song without words
melody without grace
longing without storms end
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