Melt Away

In eloquence,
The possibilities endless.
Liken to winter’s brisk winds,
Yet, tingles differently.
Sensing a delightful change,
What freezes ends
And all inspite of pain.

*This particular poem is set up with the title as the first line – working title, which is rather serendipitous in the end. ♡

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