Your embrace sheltered my frozen skin.
The freckles in your bright blue eyes said it all.
Streaks of sunlight coursed through your hair
the day I left for a bustling city of distant melodies.
Stoplights protested the blizzard.
Snowflakes covered my eyelashes in a white mascara.
Thousands of lovely faces, but I wished for yours in the crowd.
The freckles in your bright blue eyes said it all.
Streaks of sunlight coursed through your hair
the day I left for a bustling city of distant melodies.
Stoplights protested the blizzard.
Snowflakes covered my eyelashes in a white mascara.
Thousands of lovely faces, but I wished for yours in the crowd.
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