the winter wind is blowing now,
bringing you closer to me,somehow.
i remember your favorite color was red,
the books,the gossip,the music,on which you fed.
the smile you blew,in the chilling cold,
gorgeous,beautiful and bold.
i remember you under the winter sky,
where the sun was always shy,
to meet your eyes,the perfect figure,
which when spoke,took all vigour.
i remember the touch of your arm,
simple,smooth and warm.
when you spoke to me,made music in my ears,
i never told anyone,lose you,i fear.
the winter wind is back now,
bringing you more closer,somehow,
poking me sharp and tight,
bringing back all memories of delight.
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 3:22 AM UTC
the winter wind is blowing now,
bringing you closer to me,somehow.
i remember your favorite color was red,
the books,the gossip,the music,on which you fed.
the smile you blew,in the chilling cold,
gorgeous,beautiful and bold.
i remember you under the winter sky,
where the sun was always shy,
to meet your eyes,the perfect figure,
which when spoke,took all vigour.
i remember the touch of your arm,
simple,smooth and warm.
when you spoke to me,made music in my ears,
i never told anyone,lose you,i fear.
the winter wind is back now,
bringing you more closer,somehow,
poking me sharp and tight,
bringing back all memories of delight.
