Poems from lac5425
The cold air hits me, my breath to bright steam
My friend looks up, smiling, asking to wander
We walk, speaking through trust, close like a...
Her hands radiate sparks
Bright life lines her wrinkles
Strength tames her scars
Pain peaks through her steps
Her castle is tall and...
Materialized from my dreams
Build by my endurance
Framed by my organization
Shaded with my style
Flat black to each neat square corner...
As the days start to grow, the dew dries faster in the morning
Creation from every crack that has found an onset for life
Antlers are...