nephilim56

STILL

Winter falls 
Like shattered tears
Broken, displaced
Leaving Summers fears.

In dark clouds 
I see your eyes
Hard, cruel and barbed
Yet still I want your arms.

To quell my dying dream
Now fantasy left dead
Heartbroken, alone
Your heart of stone.

To reach, arms outstretched
To loves cruel throne
Artist without home
I still love you.