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Winter's Fire

Sometimes I just want to close my eyes feel the sun, bathe in the moonlight I thought I saw you on the freeway Looked back to see a stranger's eyes staring back at mine I feel your heat in the morning I press my palm to your back again If only you were breathing I wish I could stop this sneezing Cover your body with the comforter wash the linens, empty the dishwasher It's easier cooking for two Ceramic bowls for me and you It's so cold when the wind blows over the clumps of ice and soft, heavy snow packed hard around the doorframe now not much reason for me to get out I still see you looking back at me when the screen goes black on TV I don't recognize myself I pulled the carpet up out of the floor today exposed the stained, cracked wooden boards and I thought about how we'd roll around to the sounds of old records on the ground The walls are bare and my hands are numb I tiptoe around thoughts of my old gun to these charred, heavy logs I'll succumb Leave me to the ashes, bring me back to you Let the fire exhale and breathe me life anew.
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Written by
molly-greenhood
28 / F / American
Published
Jun 27, 2017
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37·209
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#winter#loneliness#lost#love#death#fire#snow
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