Winter Blues

Winter blues
Befit me like the coolest jewels
Never come in one or twos
Never are the lows I choose

Ah, winter blues
Sorry like the gems I lose
Tender is the heart you bruise
He lost more than just a muse

During winter blues
Never knowing who is who
Change the subject, change the views
Kill the need, scramble more clues

© Delia Ross. 2019

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