snow, in memory of a boy forever sweet 16

you know
i would
stitch

your memory

into a
teddy-bear

for you
are my snow
my winter

and all the
kindling

we burnt

in those hills
could never
take the place

of your neck

your abs
you always invited
my head to rest on

my brace face
kissed your beautiful.

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