Frozen Air By Anonymous Hot steamy handprints on cold icy windows With each release, breath that curls into smoke Went clammy footprints paint the sprawling ground Tiny taps at the window call out for attention Brisk sweeps of air knock loudly Intricate little legged creatures crawl between floorboards Pinpricks of frost cover bare skin Sun battered clouds form mismatched shapes Grey fog seeps through open cracks Composed of dull spirits and heavy eyes Lagging yawns triumph Tight confounding bristled bonds Warm red lights pound over closed eyelids Dancing shadows of leafy green shimmers Grey sunny smiles The freeing feeling of fresh frozen air
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