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Death has nothing to do with going away.The sun sets The moon sets But they are not gone.

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seeing these tiny, gentle spots of drifting, floating winter joy i am reminded of the shiny, dear pearls that adorn your face

my hand shivers today simply by coming in contact with those white specks of wonder and joy just as my eyes have shivered every day simply by seeing your dear threaded, perfect, priceless pearls studding the cut gemstone others call a 'face'.

touching the thorns of this alluring rose bush, seduced by the blood red rose whose snakelike thorns have pierced into every thought of mine, i am reminded of the rose-bed that encloses those dear pearls that i fear so instinctively.

i may shudder at the mere sight of such unbearable beauty but just as both the rose and the white specks of winter wonder give me piercing pain and yet i thirst for even a passing caress of their delicate, loving, torturous skins, i shall still thirst for the smallest glimpse of your ever-delightful, ever-floating, ever-loving smile and the lightest touch from the rose-beds of your lips;

(and perhaps, maybe falling on the dying crimson embers of mine?)