Snow

snow

The snow is thick and white and deep

and you, my dear, are far away.

And I, I am ineffably lonely.

 

The chill creeps in through window panes

and you, my dear, you do not call.

And I – I try not to say I want you so.

 

The world is cold and getting dark

and you, my dear, you laugh it off.

And I… I wish that you would care.

 

The snow grows thick and white and deep

and you, my dear, are still not here.

And I, I am still lonely.

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