His heavy boots step onto the snow with a crunch.
Stopping, he gazes down at her beauty frozen in the Winter;
A perfect red rose held forever in her hand.
Golden tresses iced with death's sweat
Spread around her face; a mask, a headdress ...
He sighs and walks away.
Feb 11, 2010
Feb 11, 2010 at 3:54 AM UTC
His heavy boots step onto the snow with a crunch.
Stopping, he gazes down at her beauty frozen in the Winter;
A perfect red rose held forever in her hand.
Golden tresses iced with death's sweat
Spread around her face; a mask, a headdress ...
He sighs and walks away.
(c) Lady D'Los February 2010