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my love's petals red satin
my love's petals red satin her delicate edges burnt and sharp one touch will numb you one inhale to black my vision
frost just covers her feet I watch her sway in the wind as the snow falls onto my face a single flake is inhaled
cold climbing through my veins the frost forms at my feet as my cheeks go flush
the lush poppy field surrounds
your hands squeeze my hips pulling me against your chest
away from her
your pink wings encapsulate me
your olive skin and white hair fill my vision your neck smells of lavender
your wings ignite scorching my powdery white face your flame traveling up my nose your eyes grey as my pupils dilate
my fingers reach out towards the poppy frost creeps over the poppy slowly stopping just short of my fingertips
my head rests on your shoulder staring out as the last of your embers float into my nose
my fingers tremble as they stretch further still unable to touch the glittering poppy
my vision finally blackening as I crumble into white flakes falling into the snow
you lie in the snow poppy wrapping around your waist climbing up as you stand
your dress white with poppies flowing in it a crown woven from lavender grows from your head skin olive hair grey
your warmth radiates melting me your dress melting to blue flowing down to the snow fields as I river behind you poppy petals running across my surface
my love's petals are like red satin her delicate edges are burnt and sharp one touch will numb you one inhale will darken my vision
frost just covers her feet I watch her sway in the wind as the snow falls on my face I inhale a single flake
cold is climbing through my veins the frost forms at my feet as my cheeks become warm
the lush poppy field surrounds me
your hands squeeze my hips pulling me against your chest
away from her
your pink wings surround me
your olive skin and white hair fill my vision your neck smells like lavender
your wings ignite burning my powdery white face your flame travels up my nose your eyes are grey as my pupils widen
my fingers reach out towards the poppy frost creeps over the poppy slowly stopping just short of my fingertips
my head rests on your shoulder as I look out as the last of your embers float into my nose
my fingers tremble as they stretch further still unable to touch the shining poppy
my vision finally darkens as I crumble into white flakes falling into the snow
you lie in the snow with poppies wrapping around your waist climbing up as you stand
your dress is white with poppies flowing in it a crown woven from lavender grows on your head your skin is olive your hair is grey
your warmth radiates, melting me your dress melts to blue flowing down to the snow fields as I flow behind you poppy petals running across my surface