You shine a light,
On a cold and lascivious world.
You are the altruist,
On the coldest of winters.
You are the begetter,
Of the greatest scheme of all.
To steal my heart.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 1:57 PM UTC
You shine a light,
On a cold and lascivious world.
You are the altruist,
On the coldest of winters.
You are the begetter,
Of the greatest scheme of all.
To steal my heart.
Note: This poem is not yet complete and suggestions would be highly appreciated.
Thank you,
Josh Dauberman