'Maybe I don't have a heart' she said
and leaned against my shoulder on the bed
her eyes were soft
I'd never seen her like that before
The wind in the hall caressed us
A winter here would test us
It got so cold so fast
I couldn't even wish for snow
Her tears fell with ease
wouldn't freeze
against the stone of her face
cheeks warm with artifice
Jan 3, 2012
Jan 3, 2012 at 11:15 PM UTC
'Maybe I don't have a heart' she said
and leaned against my shoulder on the bed
her eyes were soft
I'd never seen her like that before
The wind in the hall caressed us
A winter here would test us
It got so cold so fast
I couldn't even wish for snow
Her tears fell with ease
wouldn't freeze
against the stone of her face
cheeks warm with artifice
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