Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Coldest Nightmare

I stare at the cold day,
Through the frosted screen.
In the snow she stands,
A figure too seldom seen.

I forget to breathe,
For just a moment.
Pound the glass.
And immediately lament.

She looks at me,
Shakes her head,
Then turns away.
My heart feels dead.

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