The winter solstice

The winter solstice (Taken from Jaded Blue)

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I recall those confined, desolate moments

when I let myself down

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of what i have, a little or no light, fading gradually

giving way to a gripping fear, will i miss her?

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of predominating bleak nights

not a soul in sight, but me to listen, to touch, to feel

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life frigid, yet the precipitation does not halt

will it disintegrate or conserve me

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will the christmas bell ring for me too?

will santa help me find my beloved? the only gift I will cherish for a lifetime

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being inimical, tightening the grip on 23 lest I slip

extending hold, wishing to take a swing and land in 24

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a lag, late bloomer, looks like an earlier setter too

locking horns while expecting very little, living in umbra

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a tilt farther away, reminds me of little ice age

craving to take to wings, migrate, coil down to her bosom away from this winter solstice

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