Celestia Frozen

Stars are shivering
Please stop crying
Now, time has rounded
Celestial winter
Frozen days upon us
Let the chill last
Deamons dying, too cold
Shivers falling in sprinkles
And pixie dust on air
Suspended in the shakes
of stars, colliding comets
Lighting Fires
Frozen
Dust coating skin turned cerulean
People left are few
Can we whisper if our lips are frozen?