February 1

February 1st 2016 

Lashed wind sings

With the ice of turning moons

Soon, the trees blush

 

Take Care

Be careful with me or I will disintegrate

Shivering away into the wind

A plume of ash where once there was a girl

You’ve dissolved me far too much

If you cannot hold me together

Do not touch

 

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