What Blooms In Winter
The ice outside
reflects the warm glow of the lamp
above me,
I'm
frozen to the
touch,
But when
your name
comes to mind,
I can't help
but feel
a little warmer...
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
