tagNon-Erotic Poetryfroz' to the core

froz' to the core


Wednesday morning
five below
wonder where
my mind might go,
weren't it not
froz' to the core
'n' wolves weren't
circling my door,

Then I get
your i-Phone note
picture of you
on some boat,
In warm water
crystal blue
reminding me
what we'd do,

If we had
the same lat / long
your sweet smile
inviting song,
Playing in
my eyes and ears
a couple cold
foreign beers,

Warms me up
The very notion
of us floating
the same ocean,
Melts the ice
on my nose
thinking of
your naked toes,

And up above
a universe
things we'd do
well, of course,
Beam me up
Scott, old Man
I long to match
your tropic tan,

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