I trod through the thick mountain of sugarcoated snow
And watch my internal breath freeze as the cool breeze takes it away
And then breathed in and warmed by another person whom I do not know of.
Who has my breath?
Can I have it back please?
Warm me up
Wrap me up
Wring me a hot towel
And throw it on my red face
Turn up the heat
Sit beside me
And lets watch the sun
As it gradually goes out of sight.
INCREDIBLE POEM
I wouldn't change a thing. Wonderfully written and emotional.
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