WHEN IT SNOWS

You wear emotion
like a piece of fabric
on a winter day.

This too much warmth
burns your soul and each trace
of your crimson hue.

Every time it snows,
I grab hold of your favorite scarf
to try peel off a layer or two.

© Gheeneil

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