Ice
I fell on ice
I felt the blades enter my flesh, icicles below the roof
I bled, profuse, i watched the snow turn red
It reflected a face, yours and mine
In happier times
when I would watch you smile
watch you fade over the road homeward
i stumble even now
as we speak in memories
like i used to on the beauty of your presence
I still await your coming
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