slow freeze
meet me at that glacial place
between the steps and the stairs
there you'll find me
in a plush wolverine collar
to catch my frozen breath
no fangs visible
claws retracted
a black warm nose
meet me in a snowy morning
and run with me
in the crystal air
until we slowly grow cold
and hot
Poetry by Katarina Wikholm
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Written on 2012-11-28 at 11:23
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