Paul Prins

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Archive for February 21st, 2004

Poetry: Snowflake

without comments

slowly drift down
sky to earth
your delicate form
suspended in space

suddenly
encapsulated in warmth
behind a smile
melting and sliding
towards her soul

finding little comfort
she looks for more
heart grown sore
world of scorn

Written by Paul D. Prins

February 21st, 2004 at 11:56 pm

Posted in Poetry