Love Vision
There is a love that I see.
I feel more like a penniless orphan in a candy store.
I am walking though a rainbow arch into a winter wonderland.
The trees within my sight are incased in a glass tomb of ice
But, am I too early or too late from hearing the birds’ chorus?
I see blanket of snow covering the ground.
I remember my camera wanted to stay in my house only to stay warm
And, my feet wanted to be in the same place.
Its only course of rebellion was to make a translucent footpath
But, there are other footpaths just like it.
Each path is claiming that they belonged to me despite their foot sizes are different
But, I do wished one set belong to another.
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