Like a multifoliate rose
Fragile layer upon fragile layer
Deep and complex
Each skin fragile as the chill of winter's first snow-flakes
Melting at the slightest touch
I wither in the sun
Or wilt in the cold
Bend beneath the wind
And am beaten by spring hail.
Yet there are moments
When I am overcome with wonder
Wonder that transforms this rudimentary shell
Into something quite unlike a dying flower
Only when reflected in the garden's staring eye
This reflecting pool
And image of You
Expressions
Like ripples in a pond
Cold fingers, icy branches
Dripping idly into a pool
Ripples in black glass
Frozen waters transfer their dark hue
Like a ghostly fingerprint
And icy shadow on my silhouette
A spiderweb of frost
Jagged as white lightning
Curling into intricate lacework patterns
A bridal veil for a snowy night
And some invisible bride
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