Runny nose,
stinging eyelids,
teeth won't stop chattering…
how I love being cold!
The below freezing temperature
eases the tension within me.
The cascading snow
relaxes my soul.
I want to go outside,
ice cream cone with me,
and collect snowflakes,
maybe eat them too.
I'd like to catch them
like catching memories that stay forever.
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Burning Flowers
PoetryA collection of my poetry that I have written over the past years, as well as months. Themes come from parts of my life, such as hurt, grief, codependency, and experiencing the love of God. All poetry is of my original work.
