Winter
seeps in,
through the cracks,
and i have many,
winter
knows that,
she takes advantage
each season
in her reign,
poking icicles
deep
into my heart,
they slowly
melt,
to fill up the cracks,
and in a strange way,
we hold
each other,
for she needs
that warmth
and i, that friend.
© vidursahdev 2019
