Cinnamon Swirl

 

Sunlight Melts

Like lemon drops

And butterscotch lace

 

 

Kissing

Tick

An icy dam

Tock

 

Dripping down the side

Seeping through the cracks

Spilling over

 

Molten flame

Licking at the

Patchwork parts

 

The cold fights back

Tick

Like a broken flurry of

Plastic wrapped mints

Tock

 

Cutting deep

Frenzied

 

Heated satin

Cauterizes all breaches

Lapping up tiny

Peppermint tears

 

This house

Is a walk-in freezer

Tick

Burning exposed flesh

Tock

 

 

 

By Daphne Shadows

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2 Comments

Filed under Not that Kind of Poetry

2 responses to “Cinnamon Swirl

  1. Tannis Boyd

    *using Kevin James’ voice* in Hotel Transylvania – That Was Trippy!! I love you daughter. I think it is so wonderful that you use words in the ways that you do. ❤ 🙂

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