I was born north
Where the snow persists
Where the only daylight comes
From the glow of the moon
Where the white desert spreads
Further than horizon
And the cold lingers
Into your every bones
In my polar world
I’ve lacked your heat
Your delicate fire
To my spine
Comforting warmth
In my darkness I’ve missed
Your sweet embrace
Oh my sunshine!
Warming sun
Like a lover
Wrap me tight
Healing sun
Comforting my soul
My troubled mind
As I rest my frozen bones
On to the stones you’ve burned
Whisper that I’m not alone
Comfort me I’m not broken
You are more to me
Than just an illusion
You are
My liberation
Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 1:19 PM UTC
I was born north
Where the snow persists
Where the only daylight comes
From the glow of the moon
Where the white desert spreads
Further than horizon
And the cold lingers
Into your every bones
In my polar world
I’ve lacked your heat
Your delicate fire
To my spine
Comforting warmth
In my darkness I’ve missed
Your sweet embrace
Oh my sunshine!
Warming sun
Like a lover
Wrap me tight
Healing sun
Comforting my soul
My troubled mind
As I rest my frozen bones
On to the stones you’ve burned
Whisper that I’m not alone
Comfort me I’m not broken
You are more to me
Than just an illusion
You are
My liberation
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