When my fingers run cold
With a shade of juniper blue;
Like crusts of frost were on my fingertips
They shiver like gentle ripples in a pool
Toss me a book from the Alcove
And set my world ablaze
Take me to inspired sunsets;
Let me relinquish the icy glaze
As my body chills to the marrow, Let
The powers of our mind forget
The scalding freeze, but instead set
The mind free from all that threat.
Let us read then, in the Alcove,
Hunched in wool blankets,
As we ride from reality’s icy world
Into our fantastical sunset.
I love reading and I love talking about my favorite poems and stories with my friends. Sometimes, it provides the best form of escape from the harsh realities of our world. There are many amazing things in life, but reading leisurely is sometimes the best place I want to be.
