The lake Superior

Is cold. You shouldn’t go near.

Don’t even put a toe in her

You like it hot. Stay on the sand

Or better – get in your car

And drive south. Drive to

Orlando, fl. Maybe take a boat

to Naples. Shit, you’ll love it there.

so warm, like a bathtub.

If you put your body in the Lake

Superior, you’ll panic. The cold will

Make you numb. It’ll kill you

Get out of it while you can

Get out of the u.p.

Get fuck out of my home

Before you

Start to love cool weather

And meet a lover on the beach

In November with barefeet

And fall in bliss, and stay forever

Author: annieepoetry

I am poet. I am woman. I write with my thumbs. Read my poems. Tell me what You think. You may find the love poem you always thought someone wrote for you. Or the one you meant to write But Becareful lovers tell zingers and often break hearts Milky Way Earth U.S.A Madison WI

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