Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Warmth


Staring blankly
at the flickering light
from the last piece of coal.
I wanted to get closer
before death stabs me
with a kiss
of the cold, cold night.
My body is numb,
I could not move.
Eyes start to get blurry;
tears crystallize
as they fall
along the icy cheeks
of the snow queen.

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