Sep 2013
Under the sun,
I feel no warmth.
Your absence;
A bitter chill,
As a serpent coiling around my body.
Tightening its grip,
Spreading the cold,
Leaving me naked.
I feel no warmth.
Your absence;
A bitter chill,
As a serpent coiling around my body.
Tightening its grip,
Spreading the cold,
Leaving me naked.
