What´s simple is true

Turn to me with frozen lips Your hands are icy cold Your eyes burn bright against the frostbit sky You never seemed more lovely than you do tonight Pale on the horizon Like leaves frozen in the snow Our two shadows merge inseparably Will you come time stand still if it’s pierced with cold The […]

Posted at 12:14 on 18 January 2006 | 3 comments | Filed Under: Love | Continue reading