An edit of my previous entry.
Through your fog last night
tears froze to my face
�����I chipped your chill from
�����the corners of my chin.
�����With the hush of winter closing in
the bends of our mouths turn down
�����an offer of surprise.
Summer fever-thermometer skin
kept the warmth alive between me and
�����your skin�s taste: tobacco and tea.
Persephone hasn't let us go
to freeze and pile up like snow.
�����Without your heat, my warmth seems�
�����Artificial.
How much of what I breathe
was exhaled with lies?
�����Thicker than smoke
�����Your words still stand
�����in the air above my
�����head.
Dissipate with the
�����huff of
�����my disappointment.
I'm crying
I'm cold
I'm holding on
You're letting go
A swift divide
Without you by my side
I am cold
1:24 am - Thursday, Nov. 29, 2007
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