It's getting cold
it's pouring with rain
your own light
inside your heart.
For every breath
feeling lungs with cold black wind
a wolf stares sniffs and howls.
In every heartbeat
a soul's vast
a lion's roar
its dark brown eyes
the color of a cloak.
It's getting warmer
south wind whiff's
it's your own breath
inside my chest.
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 7:57 PM UTC
It's getting cold
it's pouring with rain
your own light
inside your heart.
For every breath
feeling lungs with cold black wind
a wolf stares sniffs and howls.
In every heartbeat
a soul's vast
a lion's roar
its dark brown eyes
the color of a cloak.
It's getting warmer
south wind whiff's
it's your own breath
inside my chest.
