Surrounded by

a frozen wasteland

nowhere to go

to get warm

to feel your heat

fleshy steam rising

in the December crisp

from the midst of

snowflakes falling
bitter cold

takes a piece of me

bit by bit

schedules screaming

taunting me

day after day

nothing penciled in

just more red ink

endless committments

leaving only the desire

to be committed

to a rubber room

where I can bounce back
You there

me here

separated by

too much stuff

icy wastelands

frozen smiles

I grow harder

and there is

no softness

in the icicles

that are my

prison bars

so I remain

frozen solid

while memories cause

occassional tears

to drip from

my overhanging

frosted lashes

as I am

awaiting a meltdown

in the thaw

of your love

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ©-MFB III-

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Mekenzie 6 years ago from Michigan

Oh now you did it ... I'm crying. Raw emotions so vividly depicted in true MFB style. You have a gift and as always you inspire me. Such a heart deserves to be treasured!


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