Thursday, October 13, 2005

snow


melting snow round my fingers
artic bones through the winter
carving blisters on my skin
blinded out, I cannot see

I don´t know how to write it
only snow can make me happy

an angel in disguise
a murderous dancing bride
when you hug me I tremble
when you kiss me i bless you

I don´t know how to write it
only snow can make me happy

freezing stones in my bed roomç
flashing dreams, on my healing root
Im feeling safe and still
when I listen to the breeze

I don´t know how to write it
only snow can make me happy

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