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White as Snow

A re-telling of Snow White, submitted to Gothic Writers, Inc. poetry contest

I dreamed of darkness and dreamed of you
in my snow-bound sleep
Awakened with a kiss my eyes flew wide,
my lips red as blood warmed by your touch.

You stole me away to a place
where the wind in the trees
moaned like the restless dead,
where spiders plotted my death in the dooryard
Where loved bloomed wildly,
a rose with plucking thorns

You surrounded me with the shadow of your love
till all I could see was darkness, and I dreamed.

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