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Cold
Your icy fingers grip my shoulder
I shiver as they touch my skin.
I hug myself to keep you away
but it doesn't work.
I see my breath leave the air.
My lips chapped and blue.
snow flakes fall and coat the ground.
I shut my eyes and hug close to myself.
Then suddenly I feel a warmth.
The heat rubbing off the cold.
My senses coming unnumb and awaken.
I open my eyes, I see fire.
stacked on logs of woods and I am now free from you, coldness.

© RenP