Bait

Photo by Maria Eduarda Loura Magalhães

The snowflakes danced in the moonlight

And met their fate in the frosty dawn.

I circled your love until it crumbled

And the winter made me its final pawn.

The ground froze with the buried bodies.

I reached for warmth but it was too late.

My bones melted into the snow piles

And my heart laughed when it took the bait.

-Jackie

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