DEFENDER'S RAP

• I wake up to the coldest morning,
• Embracing the chill that's still lingering.
• A shiver runs down my spine,
• As I contemplate love that's no longer mine.
• But in this frozen world I stand,
• With a heart that's frostbitten, so unplanned.
• Searching for warmth, a flame that will rekindle,
• Melting the ice within, ending this winter fiddle.
• Lost in this vast expanse of isolation,
• Yearning for love's tender conversation.
• The snowflakes fall, whispering their tales,
• Of hearts that have frozen, parting ways.
• Yet, beneath this icy surface gleaming,
• There's a flicker of hope, softly beaming.
• A love that can't be shattered by this frost,
• A connection that defies winter's cost.