If I lived underneath
the cold comfort of
snow, I would shudder,
freeze, and die. Numb.
Snow, white
hard and packed
thick and strong
surrounding me
surrounding you
Our hands would never touch
Our mouths could not part
to utter a single word
Our kisses would be lost
The sun melts away
so much more than snow.
It melts away the old me,
the old you. Nature teaches
us to freeze and then thaw.
Freeze and thaw.
Freeze, thaw.
You can only be numb
for as long as you keep
the sun out. Thaw
your soul, and thaw
your whole world.
YOU ARE READING
Winter Mondays
PoetryShort Collection of Poems __ This is my first work and most likely will be a short one. I will do my best to update when inspiration strikes. These poems are not fancy or velvety, yet I hope there is some small warmth or flush of feeling that will...
