Snowman….

The snow fell down the sky onto her lap,
And to her heart deep,
Secrets buried in the summer had started to breathe,
As winter gave her the relief absconding since many nights,
She opened her eyes to watch the snowflake rest on her shoulders,
The trees shielding her from the hail,
A Snowman she had started to make,
For her secrets burned her chest in light amorphous,
And lay havoc to her intestines,
The Snowman emerged from the ashes of her past,
Eyes of future, Hands in present,
He slowly grew a soul,
Maybe her offspring, 
An affair untold,
He poured rainbows over her secrets,
Let mist work its way through,
The secrets now out in the open,
She didn’t care,
Freedom touched her feet,
And glory sang ballads,
The winter was kind to her,
She hid behind the clothes unfit,
And the warmth of the fireplace cold,
The Snowman was her,
And entirely hers,
Sleep eventually came back to her,
The Snowflake had reached her lungs…………..

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