Thursday, June 11, 2009

masquerade ball
through summer, fall
and by season's end
my heart will mend

the winter time
unlike cutesy rhyme
is frozen dark
yet somewhat stark
I will lie broken
again again again

snow or sleet, snow or sleet
a pure white sheet
will soon be grey
later today, later today
we just stay in
drink, swear, sin
adultery, adultery
born of flesh, you and me

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