Hot ice
our hot winter lips
touch, warm our ice crystal breath.
snow melts on your skin.
as dawn draws first breath
the darkness whithers and dies
in the beginning
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our hot winter lips
touch, warm our ice crystal breath.
snow melts on your skin.
as dawn draws first breath
the darkness whithers and dies
in the beginning
Hot ice, indeed!
12.06.18 at 23.35
mmmhhhmmm 🙂
12.06.19 at 06.02
Cool!!! (Still cold in england :?)
12.06.18 at 16.52
thanks – warming up slowly 😕
12.06.18 at 16.54
Beautiful set of haiku, Kyle 🙂
12.06.18 at 11.30
thanks susan
12.06.18 at 16.52
shivers…yum
12.06.18 at 08.54
🙂
12.06.18 at 16.53