Sonnet VI: Cold Confinement

Imagery of a solitary person and an old cabin in a snow-covered forest

The winter sphere carpets the ground outside
It has long been since our visages crossed
Your return can earn my mind a defrost
Only your touch can warm my insides

The cell has been dark since your departure
From my eyes, punches of gloom are born
Entangled hair, sorrow entwined adorn
My broken face and mangled composure

These bars deprive me of right to escape this
Statis of endless playback of the past
Constant launches of lost faith and the last
Replay of our final embrace

High marvel at the sky to pass the time
I have never seen snow clouds this sublime

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