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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Such elegance and sensitivity in your words, Phoebe…, a beautiful description of transition from one world to another. C’est magnifique ! 🙂
Beautifully written.💜 You’re a woman of many talents.😊
You are very kind, Brenda. Thank you. 🙂
My absolute pleasure.💜
Lovely
Thank you 🙂
My pleasure, thank you for your support as well.
<3
❤️ ❤️