The Earth has created a long circle
around the Sun since we last touched
and yet I still can’t meet your eyes
when they hold so little guilt.
I didn’t mean to hurt you
If you say that, are you absolved
of all blame? Your summer came early
and left me cold in June. I shivered
from these burns that still ache in the sun.
Warmth will return
as I tip slowly on my axis to face
a new direction, and it will not be you
that thaws this ice.