Frozen (Cinquain) Poem by C.D. Sinex

Frozen (Cinquain)



Our breaths
are soft white haze
in winter's frozen air.
You lean in close- your warm words touch
my cheek.

© C.D Sinex

Sunday, February 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: winter,words
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C.D. Sinex

C.D. Sinex

Philadelphia, PA
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