Teen Poetry #7 |
Cold Air |
SimpleDiscourse Member
since 2003-04-24
Posts 79 |
I’m not so sure If winter bodes well for me this year Because I get so wrapped up in The cold air and The way you look As you try to keep warm. And I find myself Crying over melodies Because they move so perfectly Like your silhouette against the cold streetlight. There is nothing quite as perfect As your breath in the frozen night air. I’m not so sure If winter bodes well for me this year Because I get so wrapped up in The cold air and The way my hands Cannot keep themselves warm. |
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dertah Senior Member
since 2003-06-18
Posts 584 |
word....my hands are always cold too. |
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Match Member
since 2002-07-01
Posts 286Canada Edmonton |
I love the cold, going outside and staying there untill your numb and then when you go back inside and you feel all tingley I love that feeling...Great poem! -ash I know you think that I shouldnt still love you |
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