Cold Fingers

Icicles prod me
Numbing inside.
Heat of exhaustion
Of trying to care
Warps me against
Icy embrace.
I try to care.
I ask for help.
The voices speak.
But no one is there.

8 Comments on “Cold Fingers

    • Watch yourself. Someone as hot as you might cause melting 😉 And thanks. Wish I could hit up Japan with you. Looks like London is kabashed too.

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