The Cold

Its winter
And the cold has not left me from summer

There is an echo
And the heat surges up

But only lost out
Because with nowhere to find and stay

The cold will win
And remain

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The Slow Breath I Exhale

The slow breath I exhale
Travels past my lips
No words travel along the
Cold vapors
Only shadows of the
Bitter winter leaving
One last stain upon our skin

I wait still
Through this cold dark lone
As I waited in summers past
Always burned in
The hot airs’ glow
Perhaps a long, slow
Spring this year
So flowers will find roots
And trees may provide shade
Comfortable seasons
To bring an end to my waiting

Winter Warmth

The wide-open desert is very cold in summer
Look at all the footsteps you’ve left behind
Feel the grains of sand go between your toes
I miss winter, the warmth it brings
The sun is beating on my back. I can’t stop
Where are the delirious?
I see no oasis in the distance
Just move sand to put behind me
Nightfall is so far away
My mind can’t rest then
I miss my warmth
The desert is so cold

I Climbed a Mountain Today

I climbed a mountain today
And picked a blue flower
As snow covers greenery
I count the days to winter
Why does life feel so close to the edge?

But the cliffs haven’t changed in years
I have
I have you
You didn’t climb the mountain
Will you?
To give me a pink flower?

I have to go in when the sun comes up
We’ll see each other tomorrow