The Perfect Snow
Being with you may not be my thing
But to me you are everything
You are my sunshine and rainbow
Ever glittering - a perfect snow
A rore that shines till eternity
A reflection of my precious memory
The tamer of my anarchy
When piquing storms foster disharmony
How could I be solemn without your company?
When the raucous winds constantly pique my hands for bleed?
When only a snapshot reminds me of your beauty?
When the roaring lions want me for their feed?
For you are my sunshine in the evening
When the wind is like the lightning
When the shadow of the morning
Is as bleak as departing.
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