Lazy winter rain …

winter mist fills the morning sky; a quilt held upon the still world, skims the head of swaying trees, falls on new leaves as silver dew, such a refreshing sight to view; its scentless scent enchants me, in a heap I lie, only awake partly, as these endless flecks of mist cloud my clear window … Read more Lazy winter rain …

Come out please …

silver mirror in my black ceiling, why are you blank? each time I saw, my soul in you, when my heart sank. in your full smile, I found a hope, I battled my fear; tonight I need, that guiding light, please come, dear. cast away the veil, of satin clouds come hold my hand; for … Read more Come out please …