Your feet hesitate
The cold rumbles around you
like cloud ful of thunder
the crunching of snow fills the air
I see it in your eyes
they glow like the shine of the sun
rubies in the shape of a teardrop
floating serene to cristalise in mid-air
Frozen, you stand there
circling around you a winter snow storm
reaching out but blown apart
and you are paralized
When the days change and winter frost dies
will you still be there
rock-solid appearance
but is your inside like ice that melts in sunshine?
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