For Warmth

What was it that he focused on...?
When he said he loved her, it seemed
to her as if he were looking at something
far beyond her; something she could
never come to be in reality.

And during all those quiet times,
when he hid within his mind -
where did he go? The only love
she felt from him, was when he
spoke of God and his best friend.

Cold and cruel, the winter wind
was blowing through his soul.
She huddled deep inside herself
for warmth...

? Michaelette ?

2/3/2002
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