Impurity bleached your icy chill

crystal beauty lies –

beneath the frosty sheet,

entombed the earth has died.

Warmth escapes through absence,

the wilting velvet leaf;

colours bleeding into grey

and aged beyond belief.

Old memories frozen with the ice,

the cycle of the moon;

A reminder by design.


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