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The final poem, a sestina. Hope you enjoyed~
In mountains capped with ivory rime,
There does the sun shine red,
Glowing warmly over the distant horizon,
Above the richly hued peaks,
Where two solitary figures stand,
Alone but together.
Atop the high, high mountain peaks, there together,
Amidst the pristine whiteness, where all is naught but rime,
High in the air, high up, with each other where the mountains stand,
He gives her a light kiss; she smiles warmly, her cheeks glow red -
Devotion, here in the most gloriously colored of all scenes, their affection peaks,
And their twin eyes gaze far, far over the horizon.
The sun dips low, half beneath the horizon,
Where sky and earth meet together,
Not like day where it peaks,
High in the airy sky above the rime;
Not bright, but red,
Fallen from its lofty stand.
They watch it, together, atop it all, high in the mountain's stand,
And though it's fading, their eyes are fixed toward the new horizon,
Where everything is glowing richly, beautifully hued red;
There they stand, a pair of kindred souls, alone but together,
Both lost, cut deep in the wintry shroud of the white, white rime,
Yet still, they survive, at once fallen, at once striding along the mountain peaks.
Where all emotion peaks -
Where everything falls but rises to stand,
Where simultaneous warmth and rime,
Meet high above the horizon,
Meet there in the peaks, together,
Meet together and glow richly red.
Atop the peaks, together, the pair of kindred souls, black and red,
Amid the convolution there is harmony, where strife and devotion peaks,
The pair of paradoxical souls meet the land where everything comes together;
Everything that falls, inevitably, but some come back to stand,
From far, far beneath the land, below the horizon,
Back toward the high, high mountain peaks of rime.
Where white and red meet, the two figures stand,
Where the high peaks meet the deep, deep horizon,
Where the rime grows thick and still they stand there, together.