Winter must be my favorite time with you,
because when it's just us,
everything seems frozen.
The time, the moment, the picture,
everything in winter freezes,
and to me it means I can spend that moment with you,
forever.
//d.f.
YOU ARE READING
Voices
PoetryVoices in my head, that need to be heard. Voices in my head, roam free, like a bird. *Book of poems written by myself.*
