ballerina

she moved
with sublime grace
across the shattered glass
that sliced
effortlessly
through her thin slippers
as she spun through
the desolation of beauty
in decline.

i longed
to take her under
my broken wings
to nurse her back
into a state of less broken
to nurture the sheer magnificence
she exudes
like beads of nectar
from her perfect pores

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