Penny Lane is in My face with her warm wet tongue, My cheeks cold no more!
By Tammy Castlemana day ago in Poets
when the cold creeps in my hand retreats to safety beneath your arm’s warmth
By Paul Stewarta day ago in Poets
Freezing bathroom, ARG! Steamy water like dragon Comes with warm-forked tongue.
Deprived of touch for so long, you forgot about the warmth of your hands.
By Jada Fergusona day ago in Poets
Strawberries need warmth To survive through the winter Straw or leaves will do
By Gregory Paytona day ago in Poets
Moonbeams warm the night Staring at the stars delight Embrace the beauty
knees anchor your frame my fingers, your strings entwine melody ignites
By Bride of Sounda day ago in Poets
Gathered round the ring Paying respects under stars Cremating dead trees
By We the PPULa day ago in Poets
You gave me a seed warmed by your heart. Sweet blossoms still balm frigid airs.
By Sonia Heidi Unruha day ago in Poets
strike, strike, watch them burn cup your fingers round the flame my little match girl
By A. J. Schoenfelda day ago in Poets
Ma plays bill bingo Cue out-of-date space heater Kindling far too close
By Paris Gilesa day ago in Poets
The sun warms the soul even when artic winds blow walking the path home.
By Gail Winfreea day ago in Poets
