Dusting off snowflakes
The wind at my back
Crystalline neckline
From winter's attack
Milky horizon
Graced by the clouds
Skaters' blades clinking
Amid sweatered crowds
Cracks in the ice
Superficial it seems
Gliding and floating
Through midwinter dreams
Dusting off snowflakes
The wind in my face
The shimmering diamonds
Of snow on my lace
Fading horizon
Clouds now in flight
Skaters dispersing
Bidding goodnight
(1-20-2010)
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