Yours words
Or the lack of words
pierces through my heart
like the icicles in winter
Words
of frustration and of blame
that divorced the summer warmth
And words
of me removed, where
care and concern was
once
abundant
Yours words
Or the lack of words
pierces through my heart
like the icicles in winter
Words
of frustration and of blame
that divorced the summer warmth
And words
of me removed, where
care and concern was
once
abundant
