winter has come early.
she seems to have taken my voice.
her thick, loud silence serenading me with an intoxicating harmony.
it charms me like a snake; in my basket of fluffy down.
the luxury of stillness no longer a longing.
winter has come early.
she seems to have taken my voice.
her thick, loud silence serenading me with an intoxicating harmony.
it charms me like a snake; in my basket of fluffy down.
the luxury of stillness no longer a longing.