Crystal white shards
Beautiful but terrifying
Unknown in nature
She wants them to dance on her tongue
And marry her tastebuds
Forever and ever amen
Snow that isn't cold
Powdery sugar
Sweet and generous in its task
To release the tension
And mellow out
Crystallized
Together in perfect harmony
Dancing in the streets
To the music ringing in her ears
Unaware
Of the rush hour traffic honking around her
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Poetry Book 4
Poetryhello again! another poetry book - number four, to be exact. if you've been here a while, you know the drill: there's no order to this thing, and after 100 poems or writing pieces, there's gonna be a new book. about the cover: it was a Thursday at S...
