Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Winter

I have left my door ajar this night,
For you.
Let me dance this last time,
And then you can thrust your icy dagger
In the hollow of my chest.
No red shall stain your white garb
I promise
And as I die in your arms,
Do sing me a song,
For Love,
Have you not lived,
In my heart for long ?

1 comment:

  1. Hi, Nice post thanks for sharing. Would you please consider adding an intro to my website on your next post? Please email me back. Thanks!

    Randy
    randydavis387 at gmail.com

    ReplyDelete