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So Cold
So could without
His touch
Without His embrace
Just the memory
Of His voice
To try and warm me
Freezing tears
On my cheeks
Snowflakes
On my lashes
Frozen without
His touch
Shivering
Despite the warmth.
Although incredibly sad, this poem demonstrates your powers both as a Poet and an epigrammatist.
Starward
I grew cold just reading this poem and experiencing the speaker's desire to be reunited with her lover. This is one of your finest, and I applaud it!
Starward