She


All in black, she flows above the white snow,
leaving beneath her, traces of a divine angel.
In search of a new earthly form,
it is not known what she resembles more.
Invisible by her own will
and powerless before his call.
Eager for the look in his eyes
for him, she is always present.
She, with all her uniqueness.
Standing still, looking at him silently
and drowning all the distance in a single tear.
And suddenly, there is joy again.
Her face screams with unspeakable laughter.
Again and again, she lives on.
The same life, the same dream.
The poisonous desire leaves her body.
In her, only beauty remains.
She turns black into white and in reverse.
She, once again takes from the snow
all she needs: the touch and the smell.
Two eternal keepers of memory,
so she won’t lose herself again.
And despite the darkness, she is light inside,
and she is nothing more than in love, again.

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