Cold December {Terzanelle}

December used to be my favourite month,
Bitter coldness was such an attraction;
December used to be my favourite month.

Adored you being my utter distraction;
Our bodies, so close, I could feel your heartbeat,
Bitter coldness was such an attraction.

So much like sugar; you were so sweet,
Whispering lullabies into my ear,
Our bodies, so close, I could feel your heartbeat.

My only wish is that you could have stayed here,
Instead I'm left with reflections of a past;
Whispering lullabies into my ear.

If only love could just last;
Together we would stay, forever,
Instead I'm left with reflections of a past.

Would I forget you? No, never.
December used to be my favourite month;
Together we would stay, forever,
December used to be my favourite month.

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A Terzanelle is a 19 line poem consisting of five interlocking triplets plus a concluding quatrain in which the first and third lines of the triplet appear as refrains. The middle line of each triplet is a repetent reappearing as the last line of the succeeding triplet with the exception of the next-to-last stanza which appears in the quatrain.

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