she said winter is a violent lover.

has beaten me so my hands have frozen to become jupiter's moons.

has shattered me till i only remain jagged glass.

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she said winter is a brutal lover.

has turned my body into a barren wasteland.

has given my womb a vacant death.

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she said winter is a selfish lover.

has killed my weeds so they can no longer pretend to be flowers.

has grazed at my skin for closeness till crimson pours out.

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she said because of winter i have become

a series of frigid blows.

a forced kiss out of the fog.

one shade or another of grey and melancholy.