Friday, December 11, 2009

Verse: inquest

Winter is
falling at my feet
like a surrender

It is piling up
around me
like promises
will do

And when I am not
looking for
a shelter
or a stranger

I recall
the inscrutable summer
and the intensity
of you

1 comment:

  1. My Oh My... thats a stunner mate, good job :) may your verse be imortalised in an electronic universe :)