Snowflakes.
Fading upon blushed flesh,
its rivulets a frame
sketched for the captive soul.
Gaze glimmering, hope dissolving,
an echo to the void of twilight’s end.
She longs to be released.
A breath divine.
An oasis to a threadbare wish
sculpts bittersweetness
into frosted air.
Embraced by light,
she follows the seraph’s call
and is freed.
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Beautifully sculpted!
Thank you kindly. 🙂
My pleasure!
Just lovely, and sweet. Images so gentle and loving.
Thank you ☺️
A lovely poem with apt description on thoughts of Dawning
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Thanks ☺️
very nice gesture from you.
Love this……sometimes when we have the darkest of dark times we turn a corner and find the light and the freedom that comes with it.
Love, Pam
So true. Hugs! ☺️
Beautiful!
Thank you, dear ☺️