Moon Stages Minichu
Moonlight shivers
On my cold, rattling pane to wake
Me from my own sleep's winter.
The condolences in this season's life—
She's someone else in bristling glow;
To draw me out, she takes her time.
A frost crescendo
Dropping shadows
Hint of coming snow.
Moonlight shivers—
She's someone else in bristling glow,
Hint of coming snow.
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