The frost of your heartbeat
the ice in your breath
the winter in your eyes
and there,
a flash of sepia memories..
the warm odor of love..
a snug whisper of nostalgia..
and I behold
as the sky stretch between us
contracts into intimate perimeters of long-lost love..
as the silence of
heat in our hearts
talks to my cold shadows..
and the alchemy of love
the beautiful alchemy of love
plants a passionate kiss of warmth
- the shadows are now
feisty sunlit impressions
on the Siberian expanse
of sands of time.
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