The winds.
Glossy beads of water are swept up into a gale
They flow and blow, hardening with the biting cold
Metamorphosing into crystalline droplets, a diamond of the sky
Descending the earth with new-found weight, like tears of the lordess of sky
Mourning the lost love of warmth, and blazing heat.
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Poetry
General FictionVarious poems about all sorts of things, nature, romances, ill-fated and beautiful ones, pain, death, open-hearted caverns and tight ones. The long and short of it... The poems could be about literally anything. Some of the content may be a little...
