THE voice of winter
so warm today
and burned me apart
To where love begins
in shallow rose boughs
Spring came so soon
stripping me upon the
ground: love’s eyes
risen before morning’s
sun.
:: 12242015 ::
THE voice of winter
so warm today
and burned me apart
To where love begins
in shallow rose boughs
Spring came so soon
stripping me upon the
ground: love’s eyes
risen before morning’s
sun.
:: 12242015 ::
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