A forest snapped with snow
A cold form in it's interior
The desperate soul lingers
And the soul becomes inferior
Night shadows, distance fog
Rendered with careful care
Daemon arcane, wrapped in malice
She stands there, soul so fair
Her mind makes an etching in mine
Thoughts ingrained
Ways and forms contained
In these hidden lines lie a winter white
A calm, cold and dark loved place
Snow ablaze
Soul ablaze
Fire within
Winter without
lol love the note
you have to tell people how to say the words you use
lol its great
and the poem is yet again amazing
i love it
like always
Much Love
Ashley
I really like this one. The descriptivness is really good.