To Run Dry

It's about the writer's block

~To Run Dry~
        by ~Minja~

It's such a transient thrill
to watch them swirling around you
one after another like light snowflakes
of first snow,
ably dancing the last dance
in the air before they touch
eternal serenity on bare ground.

And when you think that now is the right time
to bleed your heart on a perfect, white
rug of vellum

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vellum

paper
just like the snowflakes
they loose the meaning with the first touch of eternal repose.
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