Thursday, September 3, 2009

snowy serenade

The heart stutters with each drop
Like the ravenous flakes falling slyly
On a hush serene night
Sending chills down the spine of the weak.
Amidst the storm, the thickening blanket of white
A glow is emitted from the eyes of the dignified doe
As she continues to cast her weary soul from the dying thickets
Through the silent cogitation, she makes herself unknown
Yet little did the debilitated doe see-
Even with the penetrating marble crescents mirroring the cadaverous moon;
It was the distance that anesthised the nerves to my soul.
Exchanging of glances only added to the tensed tranquility
The gush of the wind and strumming of my own pulse filled my ears

Intricate patterns of snow danced around me
As my bare frozen foot took the square forward
Like a chess piece approaching the king
The muffled shuffle of the snow;
The unforeseen step...
With the flick of the tail and the mist of white emulsion
The doe takes her retreat, only never to return
Her embedded prints in the shaft blown away by the harsh jeering of the unpassionate winds.

The cord of gunpowder unleashed with the pull of the invisible string
Tied to her presence
Though the night is veiled; my insides set off with the explosion of fiery display
The further she pulled, the steeper the ache
Pain ran deep, scorching every surviving part and ignoring the blustering cold circumstance
It burned; diluting my sight
As the clouds parted and the breeze became forgiving

The stuttering ceased
The heart capitulated
And everything became no more.

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