It Must be the Blood

My body has never felt so cold, 

My arctic fox.

How do you stay so warm, 

Amidst the swirling glass, 

That cuts deeper than the biting cold;

I feel now in my freezing depths.

Author's Note

First poem in a while. All comments welcome.

Reviews

[Elinor Williams]

Great structure, very beautiful use of words :D

[Natasha Allan]

thank you so much!

[Debbie_Philly]

I really like it... great form... great job !! :)

[Natasha Allan]

thanks very much :)