do you remember
the high school – the best – my little little face
on town
when snow still coming down:
down white, then black
under the boot
we have never made a snowman
Snowman was never with us –
it’s late my friend
not snow at Christmas and my little little face is a big moon
on the past
i hope i blush, man
burn
when you kiss me
Flame!
my feet clay
Angela Fragiacomo
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