Ice by Laura Rumsey

Ice

by Laura Rumsey

You touch, I freeze, you look away

We sit silent, growing cold

Your words are chilled a little more each day

I don't offer a hand to hold,

heavy snow, white as your face

suffocates my heart.

Do you care? We're in the wrong place,

we have fallen apart.

Crystalized, this love has become

biting, freezing, raw -

Too cold for pain, my heart is numb

Let go so I can thaw.