The sun has not set
making things dark
i stand here
like an icicle
reflecting the light
sparkling
but almost transparent
away from the cars
who cover in gray
with their exhaust
i need to be clear
so you can see me
take me in your hands
melting in gentle drops
following the creases
in your rough palms
each trickle
warmed by your touch
covering your arms
wrapped around me tight
till the cold glaze
is a puddle at your feet
and all that is left
is you and me
Author notes
Honesty, even when things are tough. Tell the other person how you feel. Be transparent for a while, its hard sometimes, but beautiful.
A contest entry
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Comments
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Wonderful
What a great write for the theme. So very creative. Best of luck in the contest.
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