#1002683 added January 25, 2021 at 11:16pm Restrictions: None
Arms raised to the sky [321]
Arms raised to the skies
Encase me in ice
until the flow of anguish
freezes long enough
to make time stand still
to savor the shimmer
of moonlight,
these icicles stroked
by sunlight dripping,
this fragility of life
made manifest —
and beautiful.
Remember me like this
arms raised to the skies,
cold and pristine,
crisp and clean,
and sparkling.
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