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Snow Angels

A million crystals made by God
Now float in space like finest lace
In perfection - never flawed
Then fall to earth with cold embrace
Where moonlight dances brilliantly.
Upon you solemn face

Reflecting back, prismatic light
Like nature's crystal chandelier
Embellishing this winter’s night
Then landing on your blushing cheek
And melting there just like a tear
Adding to the night's mystique.

A million crystals made by God
Reflecting back prismatic light
There’s no place, I’d rather be
Then watching snowy flakes descend
Adding beauty to the night
Appearing like, it'll never end

Oh, my love, I think that you
Are like a crystal from on high
Riding that eternal wind
Until it’s time to say farewell 
Falling from some darkened sky
To a place that melts this spell

Yes your warmth hath stave the chill
And with the joy, I've never felt
Watching crystals from the sky
Beneath the light of winter’s moon
I'm sure our love will never melt
Although it seems, they're gone to soon

We'll walk through life hand in hand 
And try to walk without disgrace
With worn out shoes or finest lace  
But love, our sole amenity 
While hidden Angels watch with grace 
That love's now our identity 

Love saves the sinner, this we know
And one more time, we feel we’re blessed
A million crystals made by God
We pray, that they may pass the test
To find each other in the snow
And receive like us, serenity
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Allison Avatar
August 16, 2018 at 6:45 AM
Absolutely love it Jerry - the impact of the repeated lines is super (it reminds me of a pantoum) and i think you've invented a new form!:-) hugs Jan xx
Curtis Avatar
August 17, 2018 at 7:36 AM
Thank You Jan, I just go with the flow, In a hundred years from now I'll leave it to those analytic egg-heads to determine if it is a style and name it.
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