Upon The Lair.

The pictures flicker in her eyes -
A story do they tell.
The beauty in a snowflake's guise,
Amidst the air to dwell.

And come they may,
And so it must
As so do cocker spaniels play.

As darkness cloaks,
And artifice chokes
As each goes on about their way.

~ Mich
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