The oceans of snowdrifts
have laid at his porch
for a sleep.
He gives them a blanket
made from his kidness's feathears.
He believes
inside them
must be hidden somebody's heart.
18.02.2015
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC
The oceans of snowdrifts
have laid at his porch
for a sleep.
He gives them a blanket
made from his kidness's feathears.
He believes
inside them
must be hidden somebody's heart.
18.02.2015
