Love In Winter
i stamped upon the film of ice,
spider web cracks beneath my
feet radiated upon the street,
never reaching your door.
you were deaf and blind
to my footfalls, under glass,
turning tangerine below
premorbid street lamp beams.
a third eye, could see indoors,
you soft curled upon the warm sofa,
a book in one hand,
a blood boil of wine in the other.
my right hand held my heart,
my left pointed up at the stars
and my mouth bled vapour
and made no cry
and love screamed unheard
unheeded.
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