A knock on my soul I feel
A pang of familiar
Memories thought to have past
And childhoods held up tight
In the black frozen heart
There resides a tiny blue flame
Words exchanged in wisps of white
And one I can tame
This is warmth for me
My common familiar feeling
A darkness spreading over me
A loving pure blanket of white
Numbing love
And dark blue scenes
A time for touch
Is all I see
Winter in its bare essentials
Black and cold and true
Crying dead is heard all round
Oh, how sweet this all sounds
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