The winds surrounding us
was surely cold
but not as cold as
my hands in the midst
of the winter.
I've gotten used to the cold
as the days went by
but I couldn't help
feeling jealous
when she had hands
to warm hers
while I stood,
dreaming of when
I could do the same
with your hands.
I close my eyes.
I imagine your
innocent yet devilish demeanor
smiling down at me;
looking at me
in an adoring manner.
You'd say,
'I love you more than I can begin to describe.'
He seems to not know
that although I cannot react
in a flattering manner
whenever he compliments me,
my love for him
exceeds to the Atlantic;
to the Pacific;
to the Antarctic
where that burning passion
melts sky-scraping icebergs.
He does not know
that although my tongue
cannot convey
what love I feel
in a satisfactory way,
my poems
tell novels and stories
of my admiration
of him.
-YET-
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