From frigid to convection oven
Seasons change
Yet your loss is not linked with snow
Perhaps in the sun's distance
I found solace
An escape from the pain of grief
Tears still fall in June
When the bright lights of our beginning burned
The weight of your lips on mine
Lingers
Will it ever ease?
I'd rather it wouldn't
Though bruised, I am thankful
Numbness has not taken hold
Winter is coming
I can still feel the cold