Stairway

Captured stairs wearing
its icy beauty,
confetti from the countryside.
But under souls,
crunching styrofoam,
the hiss of escaping life,
mocked with every step.
And when light comes,
the refreshing, feisty vapor
of the would-be bride
bursts free -
sultry wind departing from the prints.

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