Swiftly Given Death of Emotion
Burning, robbing Breaking trust The adamantine heart dreams Not quite dying - yet lost. The antithesis of hate This frostwork flame feeds On secondhand songs …
As I Lay Frozen.
My angel carries me, we soar and we fly. Swooping high above the vast sea. Strong arms to protect. Strong arms to reassure. As we fly over a dense forests, he…
Telling Touch
A tongue of finger-tips Slips onto warm, slick, scarlet lips To catch the cold, thick, icicle drips-- Splashing numbness nips at the core Telling touch it…
Unlikely Companions
Why the hell is it so cold? I knew that there would be some discomfort involved, but I didn’t know that feeling the cold would be one of them. I’m not supposed…