#snag#


This cold phase will pass,
I know ;
You will miss me and comeback,
I know ;
From any of your hideouts,
Behind those fabler clouds.

My trunk, frozen and numb, though;
My soul still warm with your love;
The snowflakes, rush to survive,
Whispering each other about you,
Hunts hastily for our secrets,
That I've locked in my deepest roots.
Until they infiltrate my final breath,
I will wait for you my sunshine ;
Come, melt all my burdens;
And spread warmth in those frostbites.
©dr mufeeda
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