Chilled


Slippers of the Snow Queen

Dance, their pointed toes

Spreading frost in an intricate web

There are clouds in our lungs

That come out when we speak,

Drawn to the cold

Frost is laced on the windows and shingles

Silver-blue is the color of

Chilled

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