Can't rid the chill
from my bones.
I think my heart
is freezing over.
What will it take
to thaw the
frostbitten marrow?
Please say you'll
love me,
because only the
meaning warms
my fingertips.
- - -
In light of the minus 30 and lower weather.
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ReplyDeletecute love piece.
thanks for sharing.
fresh words, short but well said! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteShort and cute - my type of poem. Really like it!
ReplyDeleteand toes perhaps? lovely!
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