Poetry

Opalescent Fragments

i have transformed lovers who can carry the world on their shoulders into frail white porcelain, smashed on the ground into an ocean of shards.

please just let this be the one who doesn’t walk out on me
when the going gets tough.
and it will.
i have transformed lovers who can carry the world on their shoulders
into frail white porcelain,
smashed on the ground into an ocean of shards.
in every opalescent fragment,
there is a reflection of what was once warmth
like the sunbeams forming patterns in the sea.
like the dying stars still radiant in the night,
grinning out of the darkness.
i’ve created ghosts who don’t know their time has passed,
but there’s only so much grief that a body can withstand.

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