To Be Frozen
A cold sheet of ice covers all tonight
I remember the summer
Time of my flight, my freedom, my love
Faded, like looking through the foggy glass
The world appears pretty in its icy casement
It just sparkles, hiding everything
This is, I suppose, my time of remembrance,
My time of closed doors
Strangers seem comforting to me
As if the cold has driven me numb
I forget my reckless summer love
And I put away spring's companionship
Deceptive as it may seem, I hide my trembling
Even if the air is so chilly that I hate it
I am still caught in this frozen expanse
Somehow willingly living through this season
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