When The Frost Whispers My Name
Bab's: Ask Me In December Challenge
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Ask me in December
when the frost whispers my name
When you begged me to remember
our bodies dancing near the flame
Help me to stir the embers
say you love me just the same
during the gales of November
or the warm September rains
Ask me in December
when the chill is in the air
Lovingly surrender
to this wild love affair
Join me on this grand adventure
casting off our savoir faire
In a whirlwind of splendor
save me from this solitaire
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (4)
Save me from this solitaire.. I had to blink back the tears to write this ❤️
Love it!!! Silently sang your beautiful lyrics!!!❤️❤️💕
This is one picturesque poem. Good work.
Wait - Babs has a challenge? And you've alread written a winner! Beautiful piece, Kelli!