A better place to thee unknown,
Basking in snow petals, aflown my worldly thrown.
Winter breath sooth the caressing touch,
Longing the feeling, beguilling of such.
Foggy mist's that cloud's the snow,
For with you in my eye's my spirit does grow.
Thyne cold, calm hand's, with such warm embrace,
Tremble to think the live's we must face.
We leave yet again, for muse's we are,
To leave yet again, to world's afar.
To Be Continued.
Author notes
To : Erin,and "The Stranger."
From : J
Written August 7th, 2005
