her hearts cold as a blizzard storm breeze
shes a freeze
but im hot like a 90 degree humidity in Cali at a beach
if she's a touch away from melting..
what am i? ?
locked up behind the blindness in my eyes...
i glance into hers and feel deprived
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eye's can be the whole thing