Harry Radcliffe


Snowglobe


Distorted light and muffled sound,
Snow is sprinkled on the ground.
Nobody needs us, neither of us is pursued,
Only the snow angels are allowed to intrude.

Alone with you, no one is near us,
People can peer but they won't see or hear us.
I could hold your hand and no one would know,
Totally masked by the glitter blizzard of snow.

We could sit warm by the fire until it's nothing but ashes,
I would flick the snow off your lovely eyelashes.
Cosy and warm, in our wood cabin home,
If the room became crowded, we would still be alone.

And when others try to reach us or try to intrude,
We don’t think them mean, we don’t think them rude.
They may try to shake, or may try to stir us,
But they do not upset and they do not deter us.
The snow just falls heavier; and will further blur us.

And as it snows harder, the closer you hold -
Just out of joy for the snow isn't cold;
It just sparkles and glistens, blocking their view;
Beautiful;
But why would my eyes stray from you?

Submitted: Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 11, 2013
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  • Rookie - 20 Points Lucifera Santez (8/20/2013 3:33:00 AM)

    reminds me of my Edward.
    (well i shouldn't call him my Edward as he is somebody Else's now.)
    anyway, you spin a magic with your words.
    ethereal.
    :) (Report) Reply

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