A Self Portrait...

12 October 2014

Cold Feet Warm Heart?

Perish bluster rigid blows
Lay waste dreams warm embrace

Leaves flutter dying breath
Rigor mortis every vein undead bud

Night dark unyielding conquest
Silence loud deafening roar

Winter implacable unblinking
unthinking unrelenting unforgiving

Cold barren night Frozen hold
Unerring staring trickle moon

Fear a timeless hunger
Of barren, endless night
None of your balmy breezes here


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