The Flight of Himeros
Posted in POETRY on Nov 19th, 2008 No Comments »
felt the warmth of the sun on my brow
as I stared inanely from my porthole
not searching for anything
just watching them spectre pass by
and they never say hello
dead like the void
you have left in me
yet oddly enough
things get listless
and though lifeless they maybe
i refuse to surrender
from the pall that is winter
intermittently glad
that [...]
