Title: The Season of Your Love
Category: Original Verse
Rating: T
Genre: Angst
Disclaimer: This is an original work of verse. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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AN: I wrote this for the Tricky Raven Winter contest. This isn't fanfiction- it's a CayStar original. I feel very naked posting this- more than I do with explicit lemons or anything like that. Poetry is my baby.
The Season of Your Love
Icy chill.
Your words cut like a knife–
So cold and sharp.
Straight through the heart.
Frozen features.
Your face doesn't move,
Doesn't flinch.
A frigid ice sculpture.
Blistering cold.
Your rage isn't hot,
No burning fire or flames.
Frostbite is just as deadly.
Bitter winds.
Cutting air blows through me,
Whipping up a frenzy.
Absence is chilling.
Cool embrace.
You're sorry...again.
Insistent icy fingers caress,
Gentle as the falling snow.
Blinding light.
Your sunny grin fools all.
Drawing the eye from the truth.
Love covers a multitude of sins.
Pelting sleet.
Your accusations slay me.
Buried under countless icy rocks,
I can't find my way up.
Winter's rest.
You win—I give up.
Shivering under my quilts,
I will sleep.
