As white smoke billows from your crooked smile
The cold gives life to your breath
I promise to keep you warm
I will learn to weave the summers rays and stitch them into your new favourite winter coat
It will hold you close
Fit like new skin
It will see you through the winter
But the thread will start to fall apart by spring
May 5, 2010
May 5, 2010 at 6:55 AM UTC
As white smoke billows from your crooked smile
The cold gives life to your breath
I promise to keep you warm
I will learn to weave the summers rays and stitch them into your new favourite winter coat
It will hold you close
Fit like new skin
It will see you through the winter
But the thread will start to fall apart by spring