My Heart Was February Ice
My heart was February ice
Kneeling to barren, cursed winter
Beneath weak, broken sacrifice
White skies cracked, and springtimes splinter
Through summer's youthful, blurry run
My heart was February ice
Unmelted, I defied the sun
My cup too proud for water's price
Austere solitude must suffice
So long, I slept in my cold tomb
My heart was February ice
Until your passion gave it bloom
As polar rivers part and thin
Your brown eyes, warm as cayenne spice
Thawed my frozen flames - even when
My heart was February ice.
2/10/20
For 'Distant Refrains' contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Shared 1st Place
Copyright © Michelle Faulkner | Year Posted 2020
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