metonymy4u

cold is the cold of the lover who’s gone
cold is the cold of the parent just died
cold is the cold of the grave in the mist
cold is the cold of the sweetheart you miss

cold is the grief of a chest in a knot—
empty your gut, empty your cot
of all that warmed the very human heart
of all you loved, of all that you sought

when winter’s cold held me in my bed
i thought of you, i held it in your stead
a frown of frost seeded long ago
a cold of a cold that settled

and would not let me go