Shiver – DP

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I shiver at the thought of it, the thought of losing you.

Cold ice runs through my veins, my skin is turning blue.

My life would be so barren, a landscape made from ice.

You my love, you bring the warmth, give a sense to life.

If you were gone, or hadn’t come, my life would be so cold.

You are the treasure that I need, you are my precious gold.

~

In response to the Daily Prompt – Shiver

Published by lizaaitken

Mother, daughter, sister, cat owner/slave. Thoughtful about life and trying to make it worthwhile.

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