©2021 Michael Raven

waiting for winterlong
hoarfrost taste upon my
with lipstick longing and
ice blades          cutting
severing each night from
that snowmelt desire
        becomes enflamed

like snowfell, woven thin
full breast, soft caress
and a sideways mirth
   tucked in a corner grin
     captured in green ice
longing ache

     gently when
             naming angels
in the drifts
Photo by Anastasiya Lobanovskaya on

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