Mirrors within your eyes…
Stare tranquilly in ice.
Those fog risen lids…
stilled moments echoing.
Frozen they are…
seasoning affection
nowhere near
to thaw tearcicles.
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 2:30 PM UTC
Mirrors within your eyes…
Stare tranquilly in ice.
Those fog risen lids…
stilled moments echoing.
Frozen they are…
seasoning affection
nowhere near
to thaw tearcicles.
my poetry/short story website: www.gothicsurrealism.com
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