dripping icicle—
made by the same warmth
that will destroy it
March 2, 2019 by Rosemerry
dripping icicle—
made by the same warmth
that will destroy it
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged icicle, poem, poetry, winter | 2 Comments
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