sleeping with lady winter

[grifter]

sleeping with lady winter
letting her breath squeeze
the life in my bones

she traces frost along my spine
while i think of women with flowers between their toes
sitting naked on a summer afternoon
her chilly jealous kisses
pinching my neck
are filled with possibilities
crystallized and beautiful
in numb fingers
teaching me why every snowflake is unique

i feel more comfortable
in her blankets
sewn with grey clouds and slow death
than everywhere
skin burned and pink
freezing in love
no hibernation can pass

[Laura]

You used a different style and it worked for you too. I really liked this ... especially:

"she traces frost along my spine"

and

"her chilly jealous kisses
pinching my neck
are filled with possibilities
crystallized and beautiful
in numb fingers
teaching me why every snowflake is unique"

[grifter]

i've been reading a lot of e e cummings lately

[allmeheart]

you're a very interesting writer, you're poetry has its own style in my op.

[Only Me]

"teaching me why every snowflake is unique" i like that line! it fits... I don't particularily like snow. Never really have. But its better than heat... I like Spring and Fall the best... but I like your poem... makes me want to go outside and sit in the snow