The Cold Winter

Sat, 04/06/2019 - 20:15 -- Cullan

The snow is falling in the barren, snowy land

I see beautiful snowflakes. I touch with my hand

Winter is lonely and cold without heat

My heart is broken, it doesn’t beat

 

I hear you laugh, I see you smile

Distanced by several hundred miles

You are Barbie, I want to be ken

I don’t want to know how, I want to know when

 

Your voice is pure, it makes me glad

Nothing you do makes me mad

It’s February and it’s cold as hell

Please be my winter bell 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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