Mirrors curtained in wet drapes
peering through crystals, lights
stretched to the night skies, apples
reddened in the frigid air.
One more fat snowflake
on a whimsy descent
cool kiss its
deathbed
. . .

words of twilight
Mirrors curtained in wet drapes
peering through crystals, lights
stretched to the night skies, apples
reddened in the frigid air.
One more fat snowflake
on a whimsy descent
cool kiss its
deathbed
. . .
You’re most welcome!
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