Frost Musing
As the world lay frosted Under a sparkling sheet of ivory white Intermittent greens and browns Stubbornly finding their way through The sins of January past I lay buried Under blankets Under stories of times
Ev’ry Time
Even when I’m asleep Part of my mind stays awake Just to dream of you Its that subconscious Unconscious, dedication That kills me ev’ry time You’re so damn exhausting I’d love to walk away But