Poem -

Winter Vacation

I miss the cold shiver of your body in the car,
The stiff shoulders you use to turn the key.
I don’t want to think of your absence
So I don’t,
I am willing to take the shock of my own life later
If it means being closer to you now.
I want to feel the hundred chilling rings of your dry hands
Sting the young skin that so tautly covers mine.
Through my eyes
I want to see only but yours
And feel all the rest.

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