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Friday, December 2, 2011

warm white tread


The air outside is a whipping cold
but still, today is hot
In my boxer shorts and barefoot
I will tiptoe across the afternoon
and sneak upon the evening in my summer sequin dress
I will dance across the snow hills
under stars and Christmas lights
I will bound through the sleeping forest,
march across the frosty town.
I will be the only girl
to leave bare foot prints in the snow.

photo found on Etsy by kittyrogers

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