The Weight of Winter
I could run from you, you know
Try to stop me with a single blow
A mighty gust is your admonition
Husky whispers of opposition
My blood slows under your icy eyes
A frigid man whom I despise
You’ll strip the colour from my skin
Trick my nerves to burn within
Your face is calm for all is planned
As you blot out life
with the weight
of your snow white hand.
Copyright © Krystal Cochrane | Year Posted 2013
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