Thawing Hearts

The month

blows in

across

jewels

&

diamonds

With a

COLD WINTER WIND

still,

icicles,

FROZEN

snow,

f

a

l

l

s

t

o

e

a

r

t

h

and blankets the ground

a symbol,

one pure —

and love, soon,

abounds.

From the frost

to full

v i

e w

,

s p r i n g s

the hope

and desire

a flickering

c a n d l e of

a l i g h t

and a f i r e.

Lying in contrast,

crimson, the day,

deep of love’s passion

and fiery flurry.

Warmth,

as we seek

the rush

of devotion,

the day,

flush our cheeks

with the heat

of emotion.

Thawing

our hearts

from

t h e l o n g w i n t e r w a i t

embracing,

we

m

e

l

t

in our true loves,

as mates.

love, ever

last, to me I see

best, when the

snow covers hearts,

red, with true

forgiveness

.

~