A Freezing Summer's Day - Poem by Whitney Stevens
Come back and rescue me in your Sunday Shoes and collar shirts.
You fill me with lovely pleasure, and neverending hurt.
So many feelings I will contain for you until the finish, but where did we start?
Love and resentment from eyes shoot like arrows slicing my heart.
It's a cold world baby, but I will continue to burn.
I could never conceal my flaming heart, so now how cold can it turn?
You bittersweet magic you always will share, where no other Utopia Can ever compare.
Your love is a freezing summer's day,
Disease and it's cure.
Love's ending always bloodsoaked,
but it's origin always pure.
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