"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Saturday, December 10, 2011

The Kiss of Snow

I want
to feel the kiss
of snow upon my cheek.
It was winter when I first fell
in love.

My heart
warm with I love you burning bright
was wrapped in romantic dreams
I could never
forget.


©Susie Clevenger 2011

2 comments :

Jen R said...

'wrapped in romantic dreams'....beautiful

Ed Pilolla said...

you open this with flavor and close with a dream. that's some satisfaction:)

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