My hands are freezing I said,
feel how cold they are.
As you reached out your hands,
I held my fingers against your face,
And as I did… 31 more words
I’ve been trying to find inspiration for new poems since I started this blog, and its been frustrating to only be able to post old poems from my past…Mainly because I’m desperate to see how (or maybe if) my skills have developed over the years, and to not be able to find the stimulation to put the metaphorical pen to the metaphorical paper is mildly infuriating. 425 more words