I think in the winter.
That was when.
cold and hot at the same time
wet and dry
blue lips and parka umbra of fur, soft
tongue flesh quivers grizzly blizzard, bite
breast petals curved peelings, falling shaves
birth or
, wake up
I know, know
but never . This
Winter tells that piercing hot becomes cold
blooming snow winter rose, two
roll , carpetgrass
over buried
lost root
