[New Poem]: Winter Sun

Your love is like the winter sun,
Scorching torture-
That never lasts long,
Never long enough to linger
On past, present or the future.

Barely heat enough to warm this soul,
Dried, lips, crack’d-
The icey cold is heartfelt,
Cramp’d.
Winter sun-
Why can’t you make us whole?

Oh song unsung,
Battle not won.
Winter sun,
Lead me to the worthy one.

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