Dreaming Inside a Dream Ii
I dreamed
of snow...glistening
lacing the air,
falling without pattern,
whiting out
a dreary day of
gray trees and
forlorn brown grass.
The snow rested on my face,
raised to the sky.
The snow tickled my eye lids,
reminding me again
of you,
and the last snow-fall we shared.
You brush away my tears, smiling
from the heavens.
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