the frostbite of winter’s subtle kiss
draws the contours of my face
pale white skin and dark brown eyes
solitude within a crowded space
I dance with me and I alone
to celebrate the birth of a new season
colour and sunshine and all things bright
a poker-face smile without a reason
I bid winter a joyous farewell
but it refuses to let me go
tears in the rain a common disguise
yet all, but you, the truth will know
© 31.08.2009
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