the voice from here and beyond
Collecting my sighs
outside the monoliths of 1st avenue
I finger wounds
processing forgotten prayers
plastered on the inside of my skin
Snow storms rise up
a flurry flickering across my face
coldness from my stony breast
Fears and fragility
coalesce under your tender lips
melting away my sorrow
sticking to boots left at the door
of our two bedroom reprise
Beat in time
the betrayal of my cold iron heart
piercing the fae within
Streaming tears
bundled in my red loomed shawl
I offer to you
to hold safe until I come free
collect them in the spring
Brush back my hair
kissing my brow with certainty
that I will return once more
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