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Winter Consumated
a bride was she
sweet cool breath
lace on tree branches
dancing
under falling snowstars
a virgin was she
penetrated
quick black footprints
moaning winds
mourning innocence flown
a widow is she
cloaked in white
quiet and waiting
still
hooded gray
Dead is she
frozen shroud
masks death
digging deep
into black soil
Buried is she
'neath moist warm blankets
sleeping
dreaming
of her wedding day
