Frozen love

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Immense cold covers the land

trees mime, frost fractals worn grass

turning to mud in midday thaw

 

Old things die hard, men animals

crunched to brittle bones and you

continue on your mindless task

 

of trying to find yourself.

 

You aren’t hidden at the turn of the road

or where we made love by summer lake

all those words we washed with bitter wine

 

mean nothing now as January claims our

frozen hearts.

 

For a second there we turned back time

refound the love so hard to find

smouldered with the green fire in your eyes

 

but then the wind of chance had turned the key

locked us out of ‘’you and me’’.

 

You won’t find yourself at the corner of the street

or even dancing on a foreign beach

you can’t quite finger what you’ve forgot

 

but I keep it here in my hidden heart

labelled clearly with all that we have lost

the day this winter came to claim us.

 

 

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