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Falling snowflakes
Jewels of nature
Cling with hope
To our windowpane
Whiteness sparkles
Refracts color
Coldness meets
The warmth we share
As I watch this
Frantic motion
I take comfort
In your calm
And I lay beside you
Gently, softly
Not disturbing your repose
Indolent, peaceful and sleepy
I sense absent-minded hands
Seeking, stroking, even teasing
The soft landscape that is yours.
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