December Song.

"A whisper into winter air
to make my December song
And hands that shake
And flushed pale skin
As sleepless cities moan

Warm breath caught in winter air
to make a December song
And dreamers dream of snow,
And you, you dream of home
As tired cities groan.."

1 comment:

max bittle said...

i've really been digging your recent work over apad shaena. keep it up.