I cannot see your eyes
In the mirror of insanity
Oh how our love
Has risen above
The icy cold morning sunrise.
How the teardrops linger on
Amongst the trees of desperation
Swaying to and fro
As the rivers slowly flow
To the melodious tune of my heart.
The snow flakes of isolation
Exhales the spiritual innuendo
That lies within
Where our paths have been
Imprinting fires on my eternal soul.
Forever December
Capture me with your lullabies.
© August 2 2011
