the beauty of decemberis like the beauty of my heartwhen little sky pieces remind methat its been longthat we've been apart
that we need to start a new storysing new songs and like frogs of a monsoon pondwe need to dance alongto this fairly new tunethat the winter is playingsilently creeping into my blanketthe fragrant chillof new born drops
the beauty of december
ReplyDeleteis like the beauty of my heart
when little sky pieces remind me
that its been long
that we've been apart
that we need to start a new story
ReplyDeletesing new songs
and like frogs of a monsoon pond
we need to dance along
to this fairly new tune
that the winter is playing
silently creeping into my blanket
the fragrant chill
of new born drops