Cold verse


I am freezing
Left in cold verse
Icycles surround a
sallow body
Temperature lower..
As you sit and reach
for my hand
Blue enters the room
And lips unspoken
freeze

I who sit
beside you
Turning blue unto death
And death into prayer


....I am freezing
Left in cold verse

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I love that line "and lips unspoken, freeze". 

Thank u Aspasia, this poem
is a struggler and I'm glad
you liked that line,

Kind regards
Ilan

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