Rough manly lines and a stark striking blue
Jump out against the season's moody sky
Tracing your depths, my flesh colored anew
I'm jolted from sleep inside my mind's eye
Coaxed out winter's cloud, you enhance my hues
With vibrant layers cutting through the haze
Painting my world, Reframing all my views
Emptiness takes form as you shape the grays
Without you to sculpt some texture for me
I'd be consumed by the season's bleakness
Or I'd wash away in my flattened sea
But you save me, dripping with uniqueness
My vitality until I'm thawed through
I'll love you spring, summer, and fall too
6) the opening image itself oozes sensuality "Rough manly lines…."
4) and finally, when you say " I'll love you spring, summer, and fall too" you said it all
Exquisitely sculpted into a heart-warming poem. Congratulations, dear poet.
2) ‘thaw' is defined in Cambridge Dictionary as " to (cause to) change from a solid, frozen state to a liquid or soft one, because of an increase in temperature"…
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Loved this poem on love, sensuality, and love (in that order) in the cold of winter. Enjoyed the gradations of imagery. Culminating in " My vitality until I'm thawed through.."