t is wild chilled outside,
through foggy window,
i can see still,
snow to yonder through,
frozen white oaks,
glittering in moonlight,
and with silence of night,
and fragile crystallised love,
and grey spotlight on my tail,
touching down, silk fur,
my pink lips and,
delicate nose tip,
and small white ivory teeths,
and sharp hunting, claw,
winged chariot coming,
to me in glories,
me for warmth of journey to,
brightened moon,
and looked so beautiful,
bright and blue-chip green,
i never ever seen,
and moon soft and plumped,
white mouse with pink tail,
jumping high amazing delight,
i was also to jump higher,
feeling light,
little resisting baby,
drifting gently from my throat,
the imagery is absolutely phenomenal... u bring up images from another land and time absolutely awesome and with a tinge of sadnesss....loved it cheers and ten
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A UNIQUE BEAUTIFUL LOVELY POEM..LOVED IT...