Font Color=darkvioletcold Poem by Jane Meyer

He takes my hand,
and wraps it in his.
“It’s so cold! ” he exclaims.
“Why is that? ' he asks.
For it’s the peak of summer,
in the sunny state of Florida.

I hadn’t noticed it was cold.
It’s the same as the rest of me.
And with my lack of response,
he wraps his arms around me,
asking with concern, “Why are you so cold? ”

This time I have an answer.
One he may not want to hear.
“I’m always cold, ” I say,
“I have been for a while.”

“And why is that, you think? ”

I pause for a moment,
Considering what I’m about to say.
And with my next breath these words come out:
“Because my heart stopped beating a long time ago.”

(inspired by Darkness Everywhere’s “It’s winter and it’s oh so cold”)