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As the Snow Melts
Shimmering heavens
breathe
shadows of Christmas;
bake
green cookies
with white chocolate chips,
melting away
from the heat of the oven;
glisten
sweat that pours down
the rippled backs of runners;
cry
tears that course down
the runny noses and rosy cheeks
of vampire children,
cringing under the sun's
penetrating smirk.
And the trees are green,
again, the white is erased.
breathe
shadows of Christmas;
bake
green cookies
with white chocolate chips,
melting away
from the heat of the oven;
glisten
sweat that pours down
the rippled backs of runners;
cry
tears that course down
the runny noses and rosy cheeks
of vampire children,
cringing under the sun's
penetrating smirk.
And the trees are green,
again, the white is erased.
Published 25th May 2012
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