Cold, wet dreary.... Bah!

[queenstumblina]

It feels like winter.  So I dug out this one.  It might make more sense if you've read "Her Lovely Bones," btw.

You are the perfect
instrument of death
(or so I once read).
Frigid as death,
fragile as life,
you froze a spirit our of being.

In the whispering snowfall of December
you wait under
    doorways,
    trees, and
    gloating, glittering

Comments

luv you

[bobthepirate_bx]

wish i could be there to keep you warm.

i love you.
try and keep a look ahead for the spring. it comes as whisper to the warmth that summer carries.

Re: luv you

[queenstumblina]

I wish you could be here too.