winter song

πŸ“Έ Free to use under the Unsplash License

Mysterious, a playful flake,
straight from the morning,
it knocked at my window
and discharged the magic
of Her Majesty, Deity Snow,
full of her bounty of senses.

On top, in a fleeting moment,
at the hour of a winter song,
briskly stole a kiss from me
and it placed it on your lips,
like a wintry charming mantle
to see me... ⟮in your dreams⟯.

πŸŽ„

poetic audience

Explore Popular Posts From This Blog

solitaire

adrenaline

where I wait

somewhere

body blues...

when the night is over

vortex

the island

emotion