Ice and Snow
The attractive gaze lures me from my cave
Sparkling in the light, a white blanket
Crystals clung to my dwelling fall with a wave
Piercing the ground below like small lancets
The scent wisps of sweet savory prey
A fast and furious chase is engaged
As I lift from the earth in my special way
The glistening hills creating my stage
Strong blades of wind cut through my thick armour
I tumble down to the soft white powder
Skin tingling with hot and spicy tremors
Dissappointed as the chase turns sour
As my aching empty stomach bellows
I return to my home of ice and snow
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