What a strange window
The candle burnt a black spot on the inside

Pain can describe a certain taste
As I sit here alone staring through
haze and wool fibers caught in the fog
A complete mystery among the cool wind

A fond friend that has gone again
Is there a definite closure of the door
Or am I just feeling this way
Begging for a little more

Since the last time it was cold
I’ve changed
I’ve never seemed to stay the same

I’ve been a gleam in your eye
A shudder down my spine
Goosebumps down my arms
Her slight sight directly into mine

Send it back

Tattoos meet and greet
Skin on skin
Again and again