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On a snowy night
out on our hill
the wind whipping at my back.
In the moonlight
you are glowing besides me.
My own personal mirage of love.
The warmth I imagine surrounds us
and my shivering subsides.
The largest of the flakes twinkle like stars.
My face is painfully captured in the same expression.
Trees are groaning behind me
and I feel my body swaying with them.
On and on the groaning continues.
This chorus of agony drowns out the earth below.

I feel like I’m floating.

The warmth is subsiding and I feel myself growing tired.
My body feels submerged.
I allow myself to sink back onto the constellations.
The impact feels soft,
like a newborn baby’s blanket.

How ironic.

The flakes flood my lashes
and I close my eyes,
awakened only by the sound of tires on pavement.

You’ve finally come to join my escape.