Monday, March 16, 2015

Frozen Heart

Is there something you would like to say to me?
Why do you always look at me?
With your beautiful brown color eyes.
Why do you have to be so sweet?
With your cherry red lips.

As the snow covers the road,
I can still find you.
You and your bright colors,
You and your loneliness.
It all stands out to me.

You no longer look at me,
You no longer talk to me.
It was as if nothing ever happened,
The memories are erased by the snow.

Goodbye, my little white dove.

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