Owari Send Private Message

Dosvidanya, Orb of Day

Dear Sun, I see you fading into ice darkened silence. Treasured warmth slithering blindly away like hordes of armour-plated vipers. Weary head bowed enticed by autumn gold and mossy hues I wait... I wait for winter.

Click Here to Visit our Sponsor
**Members Click Here If You Would Recommend This Poem**

4degreez.com - Poetry Main - More Poetry by Owari

The address of this page is: http://www.4degreez.com/poetry/14086/1046720949.html

---