I saw your eyes glaze over
And turn to the frosted sky above
I saw the stars reflect in them
And as your fingers slowly uncurled,
Letting go of their grip on me
And the snow settled around you
And enfolded you in a delicate pearly blanket
You were truly beautiful
A/N: Dedicated to rigor_samsa because her works are truly divine
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debris
Poetryde·bris (n.): Scattered remains of something broken or destroyed. A collection of poems written in her darkest hours.
