Out

Breath rises white in white

soaring

through falling snow

breath your breath

tangles

with mine joining

your fingers melt

flakes six sides merge

into one pearl

one droplet

clings to another

coming

down branches bending bowing dipping bobbing

dropping

flakes cling to your skin

wind licks

your damp lips

I crawl into the winter

warmth of your arms.

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Mary Stebbins, for Keith 3A, 070103, 2A, 11-16-03; 1st, 11-15-03 (First scanned and revised poem on Tabitha)