By hollywoodfox
Date: 2019 Jan 30
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[ W I N T E R ]

Its snowing.
youre not here.

The last time I saw you,
we were covered in
frozen moans and sighs
Sticking to our skin,
Burning from the cold.
Icy hot breath on the wind
Tell-tale signs of fire and ice
Created by these two
Human beings,
Being human.
The sky is falling,
Bits of lace,
Arctic air accumulating.
The frozen are weak for the heat and I
Was scalding hot.


The soul contact felt round the world.
The pleasure epicenter of God.