Snow down

Shedding whole clouds
Downy white tumbling
Blanket soft on eye
Harsh to climb
Melts upon touch
Like yours to mine
Consumed by night
Entire mountain taken
Landscape far less
Forboding without
Possibility to climb
Where would I be
Trail of prints
You left behind

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