Twilight on Ice

TORONTO

frozen citrus twilight tinged City's fading sight; sleeping willow tendrils wrap around me in this hourglass, this naked January I promised a dance to Winter and I remember that the river, though cold, continues to flow, to breathe beneath the ice

Today I am grateful for sunlight and poetry for artistic freedom for love

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