Tuesday, June 20, 2006

The Shard.

I see myself
Sharp shard of ice
Splicing through my core.
So very cold,
Sleek and pristine behind my smile,
Crystal clear and brittle.

People don’t see me.
My prismatic edges
A reflection of light.
Rosy rays repeat your laugh.
You’re sad, I’m blue
Sprays of sleet
Splattering the floor.

Let me be whole
I can be a rainbow
Champagne bright

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