A Magical Palace
Lay me down on a blanket of white,
Where tears are frozen and eyes shut tight.
Feeling the tingle from cool, crisp sheets,
Drifting down, silently, piece by piece.
A magical palace, where earth blends with sky,
And freezing stars glisten, remotely, on high.
A calming, clear bitterness, fashioned from ice,
Where crystal, laced petals shine bright, to entice.