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Jan 2012
Snow trickles down all around me.
Slowly, riding down my skin,
after it lands.
I raise my hand
to catch a snow flake.
Knowing how fragile it is,
I look from a distance.
It's all around me like you are.
But, yet, I feel the need
to keep a distance
just to keep you
but yet just touching you
is hurting you.
I want to touch you
to see you  
the closer I bring you to me
the more we both hurt
trying to protect this thing that we have
that we hold sacredly to ourselves.
Silver Dreams
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Silver Dreams
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