Frozen Poem by Yvonne Iversen
Frozen
A cold street.
Waking up,
so cold.
Freezing.
Like death.
Tuck yourself up.
Warm my heart.
Rub my skin.
Frozen lips
pressing.
Do not drain
the life out of me.
Come here.
Do not touch the glass.
It's cold.
Be mine.
Ironic.
The best I ever had
was just a dream.
I can never tell you.
No one has ever known me.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
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