Shalimar wrote about 1 year ago
My mind wants to imagine snow
But not coldness
Just snow in a surreal snow globe
Drifting down and down
Blowing in little swirls
Drifting up against shop doors and windows
Timeless snow
The memory of childhood winters long past.
And thoughts of winters yet to come
The snowflakes melting on my warm decolletage
A reminder that I am still alive and warm blooded
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