Winter

Winter by Kerry Hammerton

Winter (1)

Even on blue
sky days,
there is rain.

I catch streaked
glimpses
of you,

turn my head.
You disappear
into mist.

I am waiting
for snow.

Winter (2)

Stretches her naked arms
to the sky,
curls her toes
against the frost.

Winter (3)

Climbed into my bed,
dampened the sheets,
scratched his fingernail
along my spine,
complained about the warm
socks on my feet.

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