Cold

Falling aloneI danced in a silver veilOf moonlight and last spark of day Walking alongThe shores we used to drawFar beyond lost horizon cove Last petal falls before the dawnTo caress the dream aboveMy everlasting hope of neverfound homeForgotten story of long-stolen love Alone in the woodsI used to share this lifetime with starlightAnd longContinue reading “Cold”

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