26 August 2012
Lays still,
Not a creature awakes
As flakes of snow drift so sweet
I try and make myself retreat ,
It drags you in
With out a sound
My mother said its out of bounds
Crunching , snapping crusty snow
The world tonight has a coldly glow
The moon glimmers in the mist
Its like the world has been kissed
By the Ice Queen pure white and grey . Frostbite she's given ,
She must think its a lovely gift
As my breathe starts to drift
Frostbite • Opuss № I