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Sunday, September 4, 2011

Fridge of mine

Little ice cube you
you come and go
as winter and summer do

you get bigger as you go
and disappear as you get close

this time that you've been here
you've left your mark on me
leaving me wanting a fridge 
to keep you alive and close to me

but just as i thought 
you grew so big 
that i could not keep you in a bottle
or in a photograph as a memory

instead you are a whole season: my winter
as people get cold 
and lack warmth
you're that ice cube that keeps me safe