Summer Girl

I didn't used to feel this cold. I was the kind of kid that kept summer within them. I went barefoot through the snow, I wore shorts late into the fall. Never brought a coat. That was before I met you. 

The first time I saw you, the air chilled. Frost appeared in the corners of my vision. Suddenly I was winter. Never warm, never content.

You.

I can't think of you without shivering, because you are the only one that can complete me and you are the only one I cannot keep. I kept the sun inside of me but you coaxed it out with icicle words and locked it away.

Sometimes I can remember the warmth. I can pretend that spring is close and the ice will thaw and that it's only temporary. But then I remember you and realize how permanent my love for you will be.

And winter comes again.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

Comments

IbnLeon

This is very nice. It's vivid and not too verbose. The words clearly express the person's attitude about the one loved by using the seasons. What a brilliant visual. Keep up the excellent work.

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