there is nothing on my mind else much now but the crystals that are falling from the sky.
there are fluffy crystals that are falling from the sky and they then become fluffy crystals on my hair
i see you standing in front of me with the eerie night porch light and looking into my eyes and the accumulating white and then closer, kissing, cold lips that become fill, pulsing, warm with love
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