Winter Stance Minichu
Now a hollow cloud I remember
Drops me from so high—
Melts off this forever.
My red in the thermometer's glass—
For I to ghost's gloom run
By mercury's clairsentience.
The frost's white blush—
A green blossom thud;
Winter withstood.
Now a hollow cloud I remember
For I to ghost's gloom run;
Winter withstood.
Copyright © Paige Hind | Year Posted 2023
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