In the dead of winter, your beauty shines
through icy blue eyes and a solstice smile.
As leaves fall, manipulation defines
***
you, not me. Hollow cold wilts my springtime
heart ‘neath snowflakes deceptively fragile.
In the dead of winter, your beauty shines.
***
Possibilities dance through October skies,
floating from trees, colors soon beguile.
As leaves fall, manipulation defines:
***
season’s do change; shown by devilish signs
no longer wrapped in the warmth of denial.
In the dead of winter, your beauty shines,
***
but I will not take your steps - not this time.
Bold instincts crunch loudly once in a while.
As leaves fall, manipulation defines
***
your malintentions by frigid designs.
See my truth, my unspoken words final.
In the dead of winter, your beauty shines,
as leaves fall, manipulation defines.
Thank you for reading!
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KJ Aartila
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Comments (14)
Wow💕
Wow, that was so well done. Loved the repeat line of " In the dead of winter, your beauty shines."
I really enjoyed this. Nice work!
Nice piece , well done
I completely missed this, so glad I can give you a read for this beautiful villanelle
Beautifully written. Good job!
Beautiful nature poetry! Well done.
Gorgeous piece. Well done.
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