The look in her eyes, has broken me
her tears of discontent
makes winter in my heart

I want to make things better
put all wrongs right
but the snow falls quietly

So distant are the storms of summer
so sweet the snow so white now
yet as sleet turns to ice
all will be black deadly snow

The memory of laughter
the glee of spring
the last time I will smell
the gift of spring song

My far of time
my holy
will go back
to where I came from


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
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