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Frozen

The warmth we carry with us.

By Kyleigh Richard Published 2 years ago • 1 min read
Frozen
Photo by Chad Dalke on Unsplash

I see you in the Christmas lights hung along the tree

Lighting the usually dark living room with a soft glow

A Particular warmth it seems to lack the rest of the year

The shadows on the wall that slow dance as we did then

Reminding me of still nights and every breath smelling of baked cookies

Staying up late and drinking hot drinks clasped between frozen fingers

When Memories were part of our future to be made and told side by side

They say something is only truly lost when it’s memory has faded

For the gravity of love that emerged within me that Winter we met

Each year that passes, I tend to gaze into those lights for a moment

keeping that warmth alive for another cold season.

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Kyleigh Richard

Just a human experiment in consciousness.

(Self-proclaimed Moss Maiden)

Writer, Artist, Wanderer.

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    Written by Kyleigh Richard