the-dance

 

Cold

Embrace fully the frosty lips of mistress winter

Breasts hard this nippled basalt

Fingers of frozen tree unbending, ungiving

Lost heat of watery thigh meandering

 

Sun above to feel the freeze

Moon to laugh in reply

A man left standing alone, his heart frozen

Lovers watched inside the warm home

Standing next to the fire

Never to know.

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