Winter winds

by on February 4, 2014 :: 0 comments

Gusty winter wind sizzles,
pierces through –
flesh, veins,
and ruffles the bones,
making them shiver,
shout; to fizzle out.
Bloodstreams freeze,
heart longs,
beloved’s warm hug
and
wrecked body,
awaits snug of graves.

editors note:

These days, lately, we have to wear warm clothing or resort to grave fashion. – mh

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