Sad Soul, Inner Beauty

Her veins are weeping willows 
I wish to cut down and set ablaze 
against the winter sky that catches 
our breath and steals the morning haze 
with footsteps taken in abandoned pathways 
cluttered with snow that blends within skin. 

I wanted to peel the shadows from 
beneath her eyes, they were wells 
digging deep to be lost inside 
cheekbones that dance 
when she smiles and 
the moon is full.   

Reviews

[DriDri]

This poem is about a sad women, who shows the hint of a smile every once in awhile. She gives of the vibe of sadness, but no one knows why she is sad.

[zainul]

Read twice.
I have to read twice more to understand its meaning.
They poet may love to explain a little to grasp the message.