I Think About Them

(This came to while in close proximity to the Lady.  I like the words and thought that I’d share.)  

I think about them…

I think about them shining…

I think about them shining and I weep…

Tears of blood well up from in me,

Turn to gold in well beneath.

Frost skin cracks and water bubbles

Through the rime the steam arises.

I think about them…

I think about them shining…

I think about them shining and I laugh…

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