It is a hard, windy January night.
The dark is deepest this time of year with
The forest asleep, the sky swift, the stars icy and
The snow hard and crunchy under vacant feet.
For now, I am safe on this side of the frosted glass.
But later, when my eyes close, the cold will sneak in and hold me captive in its icy grip.
It will seep into my dreams and turn my tears to ice.
It will remind me of the coldness on the other side and of that empty space in my heart.
The one that used to be filled by you.
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Very nice – it start’s off with great imagery of winter – then closes with that last, touching line.
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Thank you, I so appreciate your comment! Namaste
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I like this Michelle! Very nice metaphorically! Shows your vulnerability and your resolve. ❤️
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A fine verse that captures loneliness well.
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Thank you 🙂 I am not a lonely person but my heart is lonely for the other one…
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