Non-Erotic PoetryFrigid Kiss For A Blue Girl pt2As days turned
to weeks.
The clock prolonged
her agony.
The sorrow that
flooded her face
rivaled the Nile
Whispers of doubt
traveled the avenues
of her mind.
Surrounded by chatter
of ill intentions.
Her heart begged
for a sign.
Her only answer,
a whistle,
from the January wind.
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