Yorktown Disciple

Quatrain of Not The Cold

Freeze

It wasn't the cold that kept me
from being warm, it was
your lingering
stare,

Had your wish to freeze me out
continued, I might have
been frozen beyond
repair.

Please, never look at me that
way again, it makes me
feel like a prized
outcast,

I know I did you wrong, hereon,
look at me as newfound,
consider my soul
recast.

Yorktown Disciple