Virgin snow drifts down,
Clinging to moist eyelashes,
Tears sting, fail to fall.
Cold mornings haunt me,
I see your breath in the air,
Strange to miss you still.
My lips still feel numb,
From stolen, drunken kisses,
New Years’ revelry.
So much to regret,
But as the New Year dawns bright,
For you, I will try.
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