A snowflake I loved
nose-dived into my left eye
(my right to you)
and at first
I thought:

How peculiar
and
I’ve been anointed
maybe, but

The warm fluid of my left eye
(my right to you)
began to melt
the snowflake I loved
the snowflake that loved me
chose me
chose my left eye
(my right to you)

The temperature of my left eye
(my right to you)
began to plummet
and the stinging freeze
seized my left eye
(my right to you)
and set a burn upon it
that I shit-you-not burned

The six muscles of my left eye
(my right to you) -
they were horrified
and hastened
to disconnect
but my left eye
(my right to you)
is stronger than that

Through the blur of my left eye
(my right to you)
snowflakes I loved
were falling everywhere
and I saw that snowfall
was worth it:
the burn in my left eye
(my right to you)