this day, so many days past,
we loved madly in public places.
like I never loved anything,
like the way I loved you.
when we ran in the rain
under city lights and
through degenerate streets.
the secret places we kissed in
with fear and excitement.
you made me feel so much
with your warm shoulders under
my rain soaked hair.
despite the chill in the air
from our winter.
yes, it was ours.
but now you're gone
and the season lingers
with icicles freezing off the nerves
in my heart.
a winter torn in two.
it's hard to think your shoulders
have lost their warmth now.
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 3:33 AM UTC
this day, so many days past,
we loved madly in public places.
like I never loved anything,
like the way I loved you.
when we ran in the rain
under city lights and
through degenerate streets.
the secret places we kissed in
with fear and excitement.
you made me feel so much
with your warm shoulders under
my rain soaked hair.
despite the chill in the air
from our winter.
yes, it was ours.
but now you're gone
and the season lingers
with icicles freezing off the nerves
in my heart.
a winter torn in two.
it's hard to think your shoulders
have lost their warmth now.
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