If She is like Winter

 

If she is like winter,

I wish to have some tea with her

And a little bit bitching about others.

To her chagrin, I touch her cheeks 

with my cold hand,

She shouts and I lose my span. 

I am upset how selfish she is,

Just like winter's sunlight 

Never comes on time and always being polite.

If she is like winter 

I wish she may laugh at my lame jokes,

And celebrate Christmas with nuggets and some coke. 

I wish to moisturize the gap by thoughts,

Although I don't like winter but 

If she is like winter, I will manage. 

-©inkit_poetry 

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