The white night sky,
ahead stretched
sleepy lover
tracks across her body
(splayed with snow).
No stars needed
in the white night sky
for light or peace
to tremble
Or to crawl across
her wispy thighs-
that froze with mist
and white night sky.
Thursday, February 1, 2007
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