Saturday, November 08, 2025

Kissing winter

The kiss burns hotter in the cold 

It thaws the dark ramifications of the frost

It blooms a pink carnation on the snow 

So bring it on - I am afraid no more

1 comment:

Alexandra Badea said...

The kiss burns hotter in the cold.
It thaws the dark fingers of the frost.
It blooms a pink carnation on the snow.
So bring it on — I fear no more.