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white flakes
(like eider-down)
flutter from heaven
collect on tree branches
hedges and shrubs

like your kisses
they caress my cheeks
brush my lips
burst on my tongue

they blanket all
leaving the path
an untouched virgin
a wonderland
of mystery

all traces
of my coming
have disappeared
making me question
am i here
at all?

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