Inhibiting Jargon

If picture could paint a thousand words,

Imagine what witnessing the moment would provoke.

And she sailed, sailed gaily

Through the sidewalk which harboured the visiting snow.

 

As the magical sprinkles showered upon her,

She shot a sight of intimate jargon.

A jargon opaque to everyone, but us,

Gripping my eyes and inhibiting it from looking away.

 

And here goes the goodbye, to-

Someone I’ve never met, nor shared a word.

Between winter and its bite,

For giving me a simple yet a beautiful perk.

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