What happens when we leave our love on ice?
Does it crystalize, as life-giving moisture yields to physics? Does it persevere within its paralysis? Does it wither-in-place, yet one more frozen relic of a forsaken experience?
What happens when we bring the fire of our desire upon our frozen love?
Can we expect a life-restoring thaw? Will gentleness replace its forced rigidity? Will its abundance flow with newfound vitality? Will it sear in flames from a deluge of that desire?
What would our world be if we all loved?
winter squall
a sudden darkness
comes and goes
the warmth of your face
in my hands
for Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 158 #PhotoPrompt
and dVerse Poets’ Poetics: New Year โ Newย World (pubtended by Mish)
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