Crow's Feet

Take my leave. Wrap it green around your finger earth in grass gone sugar smooth It's a remembrance of tomorrow for your finger tips to soothe. Take my breath. Sweep it under frost and fortune ice and passion melt, undo It's the start of conversation from my countenance to you. Take my strength. Show me mirrors undistorted silver shine to mercury It's a moment I'll remember when you showed yourself to me. Take my tears. Glass encase the weeping show liquid years embrace me now It's so tangible, this sorrow Only you can show me how. Take my leave. Wrap it as a scarf of blizzards fluffed and warmed by winter sun It's a memory to remember as the moment we were young.