Thaw 


The way he says my name

Makes me smile

Makes my emotions inflame

 

The way he shows he care

Makes me have hope

That I can be repaired

 

The way he compliments my every flaw

Makes me want to dive right into his arms

And thaw

 

Thaw, the coldness around my heart

That no one has ever attained

It requires some kind of art

Some kind of persistence

It takes his good heart

 

This is my entry for Thursday Poets Rally Week 35

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