Cold Winter thoughts swirl in my head
Rings hollow every word you said
My nights allow not choicest dreams
Thoughts are fragmented silent screams
In every word I hear your voice
All trust is lost in a world of lies
Still sweetened blows in a losing fray
Dark chocolate but it tastes like clay
Though time will dry this sweaty kiss
Till then I pine in bitter bliss
3 comments:
I liked the last two stanzas of this one...especially the dark chocolate bit.
i second that opinion ! u end with a bang.........
Wow!!!
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