A dying love
turns everything gelid
bodies frozen solid
pain entombed by fleshy permafrost
so cold limbs might snap off
tears could turn to icicles
which frozen tear ducts can’t release
hateful words leave lips
to turn to sleet in the cold air
the body,the heart,the mind
cannot survive this absolute zero
a frozen death seems preferable
to a life without
the warmth of love
the warmth of another body
the friction of
two bodies coming together
and then a loveless winter
gives way to a warm smiling spring
where the limbs fell off
new growth is forming
icicles sweat into tears
and the frozen words
you spat at me form little
puddles around my feet
I kick and splash in the puddles
a child without a care
a woman
free at last








Great metaphors ❤️
Thanks Indie
Echoing Indie💕
Yes I noticed sometime after I’d posted that Indie had posted something similar.
Clearly, she is a rare talent just like me…. rotflmfao
It’s that push pull poison that gets us every time