White As Snow
A winter time kiss amidst swirling
snow fall, pure delight wrapped in
a festive mist.
A tender fragment in time, a glimpse
of a future sublime.
Warm lips locking, we cease talking.
For in this sweet moment our worries
are forgotten.
We now see with fresh eyes, washed
white as the fallen snow. Into the blizzard
of life with faces aglow.
We have a purpose and endeavour in faith
hope and LOVE!
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