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Join Date: Aug 2009
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gettin closer yet so far away,
i cant wait to see you one day, the first snow will bring you to me, and together we shall be. for five short months than youll slip away, only for me to long ur passing and await your return, my mistress you shall stay until the passing of that day the day i leave this world. abandoning my physical form. to be united with you and never be torn. in this day we shall be one no longer my mistress no longer my sorrow i shall be complete i shall be happy |
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Why does winter have to take a break?
Couldn't it stay year round? Just in the mountains though. I'm fine with it's annual visits at the front and back of each year. It should have a permanent address though. Preferably with a 970 area code. So that I can visit when I itch. So that I can perform the sideways slide. Get my thrill. Get my chill. And be on my way with a silly smirk as my souvenir.
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with a simple roses are red theme..LOL
the lifts are icy the POW is white, i set out for some serious carving tonight. i hit some jibs i catch some air. I see the homo skiers, but i do not care. i carve the double blacks no matter how steep. the night is almost over time for a good nights sleep. i wake up early, throw some eggs in a pan. its just about time, it start it all over again. hahaha written on the spot in about 3 minutes..LOL
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with the crisp winter air
filling my lungs a smirk rises on my lips playing at my tongue i taste the sweet pine that floats in the breeze. (stuck in a trance i gaze into the distance taking in the beauty as peaks upon peaks soar into the sky my gaze is broken by a sudden whipping of my eyelid so i turn to the slope at my feet and plan out my descent a jump here a drop there) to my feet i get planting hands in the feather snow make an adjustment to my bindings with a cacophonous sound of the rachet an adjustment of my knees and off i please feeling every nook every groove every bump and every bruise carving harder and harder faster and faster pushing myself to the limits and then.... as the earth falls away from under my feet i remember why i ride, the freedom the ecstasy, the pure joy that nothing can break. |
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live to ride.
your soul wont hide. show your pride. there's POW outside. don't worry, there's room to glide. the trail is wide. hey look, im a poet and i didn't even know it!
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