Rob Burton
The moment dilated
Snow falls.
The hope to get there
And see her face
Transports
The moment frozen
Without steps.
There is only now;
A hoar frost
Rime
Sheer on grass.
Rob Burton is a writer and editor. He lives and works in Paris.
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