With the right strum,
The heartstrings thrum.
The ice shatters,
And the fragments shine.
Sunshine hardens onto skin,
A thin layer of golden sugar.
Clench her waist
Tightly as a corset.
Joined silhouettes lean against
The salt-colored far wall,
Jealous winter shut out from
The warmth and spring blooming indoors.
Sleet and slush beating on the window,
Chime of the doorbell
Ignored
Until the dog begins to bark.
You'll be back.
I know.
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