Thursday 19 January 2012

Winter Tree

Wither'd waning winter tree
Who lend's his hand,
And watches me.
Envy, cased between the ice,
and twinkling in
his eye

Shudder shiver solider on
Our golden god,
it has not gone.
Passion, trapped beneath the shell,
is hidden in
his heart


Bandit
COMBUSTION COMPLETE

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