resting in that snow
by rastaruined
Posted to Poetry on 2002-10-27 18:17:00
white is this cold
and through the seasons grows old
but with the anger you hope to melt
all the coldness felt
I am no adventurer
but a sorcerer
with secrets that beat
and fears that retreat
but that end with a bang
and live for ever in the words you sang
for snow comes and goes
but that hatred never grows
I hope