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Glass Roses

The icicles drip,
Life slowly ebbing into liquid.
A snow scene.
A frozen world.
Us, frozen in time.
But it seeps away, slowly, slowly.
A rose,
Perfect, pure,
Withers and dies
As the ice melts away.
And you are gone
With the smashing of the glass.
And time begins again.

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  • VelvetWings
    March 20, 2009

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    This is a lovely, heartfelt piece. The imagery is really powerful and made me want to keep reading. Ice and glass and roses--beautiful.
    Thanks for sharing this with us!
    ~Sparrow


  • Floatational
    March 20, 2009
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    Thanks again

  • Floatational
    March 20, 2009
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    Thank you for that beauty.