just like the turmoilbrewing deep insidethe clouds gatherabove so cold and grayjust like the despairheld just at baythe sun shinesunreachable and far awayeven in this springtimewinter has its holdconjuring a darker dayso weary and cold I actually don’t mind the colder weather and even the threat of rain. I’m not ready for the hot sunshine…
gracing cyberspace since 1998
