Inside, Outside

I wrote this poem for a picture. I picked this picture because it gave me the mood. So, that's what incubation period can do to a person. I have been away for so long, I wanna submit something, anything...so there it is. Enjoy...

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Water
Splattered
Outside the car window

Temperature
Inside
Almost zero

Outside…
Cold, wet picture painted
Met the blurry eyes
Inside…
More cold, wet pictures painted, undefined

Chilling blood
Run hot
Frozen cheeks
Still sleek

Glittering crystal drops
Glided on sleek surfaces
Both inside, outside


[Damn, I dont seem to be able to put both picture and poetry together, so I have to add it here]