frost, i breathe in,
the freezing air filling my lungs,
bleeding into my veins, chilling
to the bone, as it spreads throughout
me; a network of ice just as a cobweb,
and i am the pitiful prey trapped by
nature's embrace. teeth chattering,
reddened skin pricks at sensitive nerves
threatening to fall apart any moment,
a frostbitten heart ceases to beat no more.
for acceptance is one that cannot be forced,
for it is nature's law that love has its destiny,
for it is our right
to refuse another.
(something i wanted to write out for a long time, whilst freezing in the cold lecture theatre without a jacket)
