The Smuggler’s Angel
(Ser Davos and Shireen)
too much ice
on weary bones
in your heart
a fortress, guarded
what flowed within
was silent, deep
empty rooms
cobwebbed, grey
and full of dust
till innocence
disarmed you
unexpectedly
with a smile like
healing balm
that found you
in distant lands
found the light
in you, buried
trust opening
out like a rose
petal by petal
beyond all scars
visible, invisible
a home at last
for your spirit
bruised and grey
this not yet flower
almost butterfly
untouched by spring
your snowflake girl
ethereal, a feather
blown away, purity
melted, vanilla skin
reduced to ashes
night rain falling
behind your eyes.
you carry her
in your heart
love’s memory
indestructible
made of wood
a titanium star
Written in response to characters from Game Of Thrones