Snow

For a dear friend

Snow

The evening stillness broke
when a gasp escaped her lips
and echoed through the winter
precipitation.  Arms stiffened
from the arctic breeze,
she bends her slender figure
at the waist and hides
behind the ocean
of her hair. 
But though cold daggers carve
upon her naked breast,
what patterned steel
can quell romance
within a faithful heart?
My dear, my dear,
if only you did know
how tempests fail
to dim your brilliance.

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[Nely Amorim]

I am truly honoured that you entered my contest with this brilliant poetry.. thank you so much!