Popcorn

I spent fall with you

And fell into your frigid winter embrace

We went trick-or-treating in the dark

And we took walks in the park

But in the end

You were colder than winter

I wanted to be yours,

I wanted to feel you close. 

I didn't just want to be friends,

I wanted to be wrapped up in your clothes. 

Now that I am yours, 

Rosalind, with the bedroom of her heart.

Rosalind, laughing alone among beauty. 

The mirror was laughing at her,

Behind her, looking straight through her. 

Rosalind left and discovered writing.