In wait of a thaw


Among the crowd I stand lost,
Passing cloud they said, are you?
Brain envied the way the heart glossed;
Ripped it open and the reason were you.
Ice cold I become once you glimpse
And waiting all long to get your warmth;
Rhapsodies all around and blissful dimps
Veins and nerves flow your name to and forth.
Again and again I'm tripping over,
Envisioning for you to catch me;
Making me, in search of you, a rover,
Yearning, to light up in the end with glee.

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