Ice flowers painting the windowsPiano music flowing in my ears
A fictional glass of wine
This is all that today, I have
A little angel sleeping in my arms.
Ice fractals creating beauty
When I hear her quiet breathing
I know why I fell in love,It is the sound of music
Like a brush, painting a canvas.
A frozen butterfly on the glass,
Wings of hope melting time,
It can't be only you and me
Love...is the peace I have inside
While chanting this life.
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