Ice

House of Heart

Life is a flinch of the

eye and love is a phantom

hiding in plain sight.

A sculpture of ice,

a thousand crystal droplets

strewn across the sky.

Touched by the tongue of a

a flame becoming the sun,

tonight I need to start a fire

I’m as cold as the midnight moon.

Night Music

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