plopping down in the white
gleaming suns reflection
lovers warm embrace
snow all over the face
kissed away by tender lips
as the snow keeps falling down
smiles reach their peak
smiles reach their peak
while the dogs pitter patter
though moments in the snow
quickly start to end
they last lifetimes upon
the dreary tender lawn of our imaginations
if only one more day
we could go out and play
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