Some poetry I have and want to share.


10. He is the Snow

He reminds me of the snow.

Beautiful, yet cold.

Can be calm and collective, yet he can also be a windy storm.

He can come in with all his might and freeze the life out of me.

Yet he can come and surround me with his beauty.

He leaves for months, and comes back to be with me.

When he comes, all my focus and thought goes into him.

I never get things done when he's here.

Sometimes, I'm with him, and his cold beauty makes me forget about everything and anything.

And that's when I feel his love towards me.

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