you

Photography: @rachelwondersphotography

i reach out to the fog

a blurry silver gate

stopping and pushing

me away from you

let me pass

let me pass

am i not worthy enough

to even lay a finger on you

i worked hard

like an ant preparing for winter

but is the food i scavenged

ever enough to please you

i freeze i shiver

and dream about the warmth

of the silver gate

and of you

maybe i was destined to

never feel warmth

maybe i was destined to

never feel you

as i stand in the crisp

rain of popsicles

i hold out my hand

and pretend it is you

by Skye Cabrera

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