glacial expanse
stretching out for miles on end
a landscape of nothingness
only white wintriness
flowing over everything
with a breath of frost
and a touch of icy silk
only the coldhearted dwell here

the sun dares not grace
these frozen desert sands
where he goes unwanted

05/24/2003

Author's Note: grr...hate it when I lose a train of thought

Posted on 05/24/2003
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