Frosty Kiss Goodnight

So frozen is this northern Clime

Night’s ceiling dark and endlessly high

Stars with their pale pale light

Shine infinitely while we’re spinning

The warmth of my breath as it whispers

A prayer hangs brittle in the frost

The crystals form beautiful, serene

Whisked away by a Mistral to Persephone

By chance or design she takes pity on my plea

And I know my heart is not lost.

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