I have no more winter in me
I have no more winter in me
no more snow
no more snowflakes, neither cheerful
nor sad
the nights are white, and
palms are death,
and
the lost heart
beats in
the desert
I have no more winter in me
no snowflakes, neither cheerful
nor sad
only
silence, in
my chest
crushed by the air,
waits at
the
window
the
leaves
dance
lazily
in
the abyss
Copyright © Maria Mitea | Year Posted 2025
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