My mountains
are dusted today
with cold white
and hard silver
Your trees
look like mirrors today
reflecting
what the world has been
and will be
My stars
and your moon,
happy to rise together at dusk
and leave at dawn
Our footprints
left in the snow
the mud and sand
perhaps
dissipating
but always there
Your smile
and my laughter
melting any chill
that we felt before
A new heartbeat –
two turned
into one
A new beginning.
are dusted today
with cold white
and hard silver
Your trees
look like mirrors today
reflecting
what the world has been
and will be
My stars
and your moon,
happy to rise together at dusk
and leave at dawn
Our footprints
left in the snow
the mud and sand
perhaps
dissipating
but always there
Your smile
and my laughter
melting any chill
that we felt before
A new heartbeat –
two turned
into one
A new beginning.
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