the dew of the night
collects in my eyes
tearing down the rose
of my cheeks
this chill
uncomfortable
shaking bones
closing eyes
imagining sunrise
soul against
the seen
strings of sorrow
dwindling memories
down to
the hollow pit of
my stomach
digesting the frozen
emotion in
the air
churning sickness
seeking simply
to feel
the fragile
flesh warm
once more
-KS
