Small beaks
Amongst the frozen peaks
Sliding over small blankets of ice
The frozen terrace and its cold embrace
Bright sapphire shimmers under the sunlight
Community within municipality, a band unbroken
Where affection lingers to a land lost
A land sought-after by many
The frigid landscape where loyalty lies
The royal forest of snow and ice
The keylock rings, the shackles ramble
For it is the pilot
Straight into the locket
And everything my locket carries
Beyond the arctic scenery
of lies.
Guide me home.
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 7:46 AM UTC
Small beaks
Amongst the frozen peaks
Sliding over small blankets of ice
The frozen terrace and its cold embrace
Bright sapphire shimmers under the sunlight
Community within municipality, a band unbroken
Where affection lingers to a land lost
A land sought-after by many
The frigid landscape where loyalty lies
The royal forest of snow and ice
The keylock rings, the shackles ramble
For it is the pilot
Straight into the locket
And everything my locket carries
Beyond the arctic scenery
of lies.
Guide me home.
