Inside My Head

the literary rantings of Angie Frissore

missing.

It’s not debilitating
In fact
It keeps me warm
In the soft, muted
Solitary slumber
Of snow-wrapped
Nights
Nested inside of me
Images of you
Gently embrace
My soul

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December 21, 2008 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

1 Comment »

  1. Very sweet. Interesting imagery.

    Comment by The Belated Eloquence of the Inarticulate | December 21, 2008 | Reply


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