Chills (short poem)

by Matt Carroll   Jul 27, 2018


Under blanket of moonlight, the night lies ever still
All alone with naught but my thoughts and time to kill
Without you here in my arms, I just can't shake the chill
And if I haven't by now, I suppose I simply never will

    report violation
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  • 5 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Beautifully expressed Matt ... I wish you some warmth soon :-) x
    =^.^=

  • 5 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    That 'chill" of being without, lacking what the mind body and soul craves is expressed well here.
    Tale care.

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