you are as beautiful as winter,
and twice as cold
i will love you the way
people love negative space
your laugh falls like
the downy feathers of an owl
and i will collect them as they drift
and arrange them next to my bedside
it is as if moonlight
and all celestial beings had blessed you
you must know i will
write poetry and prose for your star speckled soul
i have never seen
a glass heart like yours
i will be no different from the others who admire you
i envy you as much as i pity you
how can you love like that
when the world has been so cruel
ask me and i will
give you all i can
your eyes turn shades
of wonder in the dawn light
i will tell the audience how beautiful you were,
the way unattainable things often are
don’t you know people like me
spend eternity grasping for that distant shard
i will do all that i can
to keep your glass pieces safe in my bloodied hand
.