Dec 05, 2005 22:19
"weather headache"
all around snow cascading in the moonlight
and our complexions turn a pigment so white
but the Yultides are bright
where are you?
are you cold tonight or are you resting under a distant palm tree
that i'm failing to to sight?
layers of clothes
but i'd rather be hot than an icebox
invisible hands in far away lands
but safer with a pair of wool sox.
long for inner warmth
and you will freeeeze.