- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Frosted Pain
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Click hereIcicles cling to my passionless heart.
Crystalline stalactites.
The frosted pane
obscures my view.
Black ice covers the path
that leads to my future.
I dare not venture forth
until it thaws
and I no longer fear
that I might fall.
This is the winter of my soul.
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- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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doormouseabout 19 years ago*tosses Miss Oatlash a pair of skis....
Go for it babe... it's Summer on the other side ;-)
irishcatsmeowabout 19 years agoYou conveyed the feeling so well with such an accurate picture. Lovely frost bite.
Syndra Lynnabout 19 years agoLoved it. Well chosen words presented perfectly. Thanks
