Becoming Glass

Stumbling upon a clearing;
Standing, she doesn’t move.

Unclothed, she is all glass,
as the sunlight becomes her.

Nothing warned me to turn
from the vision of Elven light.

Blue glass eyes pierce my heart,
as the sea begins to move me.

Rays of sunlight move her parts,
then she touches my skin softly.

Now I change,
for I am becoming glass.

Nothing is left of my body,
yet the light gets brighter.

We touch.
She becomes human,
now I am glass.

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