Too cold to swim in

But perfect for your stares

She is the glistening white

Of the snow

Blanketing the warm sand

Of her soul

She is the foaming waters

That allow you to know

A little of her beautiful

Soul

She is a shore of snow

Too beautiful to step in

But wonder to watch flow

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My beginning with her

What a story to tell,

Read

How our relationship

went to heaven

from hell: