the music play
white droplets on my window shield
can't be noticed on surrounding field
bitter cold dancing with the wind
ears,fingers and toes shrink in pain
naked branches reach up high
desiring kiss from mighty sky
buds are visible and too early
endangered by a drop in degree
but i'm enjoying the music play
i let my dream ride wherever be
there's always a space beside me
waiting for you; my dear lady
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