Warmth

We fell through the crust by our own choosing. 

Cracking, beneath our boots, and with a clamour

We disappeared. 

 

You are angelic 

Floating in the crystalline water 

Snowflakes maintain your eyelashes. 

 

I breathe out preservation 

Reaching for your thin, ashen hand. 

My tears are indistinguishable. 

 

I want to be lost. 

Loving, I am entirely content 

To be immortalized with you in the lightest of blues. 

 

We are the center of the earth, 

Crushing in by gravity, 

and yet I yearn to be closer. 

 

With the last of my life,

I breathe words into the stiffening bubbles. 

 

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