a poem by Michelle Kruger, South Africa

A subtle breath of winter from your heart, a layer of ice upon your lips.
Crystal filled eyes and shades of dark blue fills your finger tips.

I want to share the warmth of life, but still you insist on staying in your cave. Deep, dark and damp. You habe turned yourself into a slave.

Do you not know that the heart beats? That through the veins blood must flow? On your soul regret will feed. You need to let it go!

I reach out my hand to you. Come follow me to a better place? I can see you through. You were once full of grace.

I tried and tried, still you let go. i have lost the battle, failed the fight. Dark as the feathers of a crow, your day has turned into night!

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