ROMANCE Poem: The Thawing Edge, by Jeslyn Chhay

The coldest place within,
Frosted whispers echo in the silence,
Once tender, now a fragile shield,
This desolate expanse,
Is this heart of mine.

Heavily burdened heartstrings,
Never stolen, never amused,
Icy nonchalance builds great peaks,
Unbothered, unreachable, unmoved,
All safe, until comes heat.

Arrogance cloaked in bravado,
Hanging by the thinnest thread,
Entranced by a re that scorches
Confusing this heart of mine,
Yet I linger at the edge, ready to thaw.

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