Glass

03/14/18

Pale. Frozen as an ember leaf that
Diagonally fades into sugared
Stone.
Hard and unmoving,
They watch me dance like the
Broadway stars- twinkling.
Shining.
Hard, yet, shining.
That pitter-patter sound eminates
From you. You're words and feeling
Cascading down my rosy, blushed cheeks.
Rosy like a Broadway star.
Surround me, pillow me in
Your shattered embrace.
You make me feel like glass,
But I keep coming back to you.

-Diyana Love, 사랑-

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