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The fire is warm and the snow is falling my love is falling into my arms we have been too long apart... and I hold her in my arms before the blazing fire light and love... Is. Hearts filled with contentment, we look into the fire without speaking... (Silence speaks the words which are most beautiful.) and the fire crackles as we turn and smile and kiss. No Sun or Moon or Starry night, nor lapis eyes by candlelight the fire is warm, the snow is light, and rises as it falls. Return to The Snow Rises |