In The Ice Queen’s Bed – A Poem By Carol J Forrester

Fingertips perched as light as sparrow feeton the branches of your shoulders,snow could settle in your stillnessif it weren’t so cold.Instead clouds build beneath usa bed of air and icethat a single shiverwould be enough to break.

In The Ice Queen’s Bed – A Poem By Carol J Forrester

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