I saw her there, perched upon a branch.
Intertwined, shield and cover, a roof made up of thatch.
Talons tight, a ring upon a lover’s finger.
Winter, wings unfurl, must go, useless love doesn’t linger
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 3:33 PM UTC
I saw her there, perched upon a branch.
Intertwined, shield and cover, a roof made up of thatch.
Talons tight, a ring upon a lover’s finger.
Winter, wings unfurl, must go, useless love doesn’t linger