Love Poem: White Virgins
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Written by: Albert Ahearn

White Virgins

It began with a single flake of snow
That fell upon my brow so gently down.
Almost  imperceptible, ever so
Subtle and  never making any sound.
I love these silent tiny crystalline
Flakes that now are falling numerously
In front of grateful eyes at wintertime.
I extend my open hand graciously
And welcome these white virgins from heaven
That have clung to me so effortlessly.
Their prodigious numbers against my skin
Benumb my hand homogeneously.
I stand alone in winters fading fling
Holding these virgins while thinking of Spring.