I've worn holes in my slippers
for all the times these feet have...

During times of wintry blizzards
fallen pine cones follow snow boots...

And even if the ghosts don't sing
their hollow echos after 3 am...

Hands feel like ice;
clasped together tightly...

Feet walk slowly, through muddy grass
and Popsicle sticks...

I was featherbrained
at thinking you...

Letters entangle as my speech webs
like a black widow, it flows and ebbs...

Nightly she whispers to me
Overcasting emotions while...

Snowflakes hover
under a peek a boo sun...

Moonbeams shadow tears I shed
concealing emotions, during a time...

Lonely are my thoughts and
emotions during a time where...

Collaboration by Star and Maple Tree
She's a wild soul...