Her words were so cold

That they came out frozen

From her frostbitten lips

And icy breath-

After I listened to the harshness

Of the frozen words

I reached up and snapped

The sentence in two-

And left her mumbling

Incoherent words with no meanings,

As I smiled and walked away.

I may go back and listen

To what she has to say-

When the words have had time

To thaw and the sting

Has become damp whispers

That falls softly in the night,

As I lay my head on my pillow

And close my eyes in the darkness,

But tomorrow I will face the sun

Taking time to absorb the warmth

And let my own words thaw,

Before irreversible damage is done.