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Aug 2018
She has a distant beauty
Unattainable yet intoxicating.

Touch my virginal purity
She purrs like a kitten in sirens call.
Come to me and see my gifts
Watch my patterned snowflakes
Shining as diamonds

Feel the heat of your breath
Melt my ice cold heart

Feel my needs
As I hang ******* icicles from
Your eves.

See the wetness dripping
From your windows warmth.
Touch me
feel me
Do not try to fight me.
For I am winter's bone.
And your powers are frozen by my touch
Love and hate of winter
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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