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Cold Valentine's

As frigid as my heart the wind blew in The bracing cold upon my face was nice My veins already tart -- prepared for ice Like darkness, filtering down where I have been. Age is raison d'etre lost, not gained Splintered, flaked loves long extinguished No longer can they be distinguished Yet the frosted fragments have remained. For now, my tingling digits hold that broken past The somnambulant freeze just helps it last.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 5/7/2016 2:05:00 AM
well done Jody...skat
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Date: 2/14/2016 5:26:00 AM
Kind of mood induced by poetry and for poetry may be a spontaneous one or after long meditation. People may offer one another both ice and warm.It depends when and how. I like Corinth 13. Be blessed and try high mood, now and then. Find the truth into hope. I admire your sadness and sorrow and I should like to see also the joy in your beautiful eyes. Analogies of experience shared like a conversation from soul to soul.You have great poetical means, reasons and inner resources.
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