Ice snow freeze

​Ice ice

More ice to cool my heart 


Can I have more ice?


Let it snow so I can slide,

Skate, ski, and jump 

Flying in the air to where she is

She is the dream,

No no 

Not a dream 


The dream 

I waited years for her 

I imagined every moment 

Every breath

Every word 

I would say 

When I meet her


I let her go when I found her

I ran scared 

I ran away

Leaving her wondering 

What was that I meant to say?  

January 8, 2017

About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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