Winter CryNov 22, 2007 - 17:42 PM PST Dance O' silver winged fairy' Let free you gem like touch. A crystal realm is yours to have' Let lose your cold finger and hold on to no restraint... Sweet careless Jack creating and distorting. I will find my self in your cold embrace and remember that I am alive. I will feel your sting your cutting nips. I will for you shiver... Old spirit of frost dearest friend of mine. I look upon your world with wonder. Precious gems you have created each different each flawless. |
|
comments. (0)
ADD: |


