Endless Snow

The snow falls endless
From blue lips
Whose wasted breath cascades
Through the meadows.
Buried beneath a powdered
Blanket, not a tuft nor blade
Of grass shivers.
Only the sky shakes,
Only the clouds quiver,
Exhausted by their own sighs.

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