Poetry

Death after: 
In a decisive moment, 
you abduct a 
template. 
 
Of insular world, 
to explore 
the ethereal beauty 
of nothingness. 
 
Melting like a big 
chunk of glacier, 
watching the civility 
of a nude. 
 
You will never 
forget me. My alchemy 
scatters, 
the golden nuggets.