Give me the night
and winters bitter frost.
And there are no
exceptions to the rules.
But where are the women,
once so beautiful.
And now reluctant
to enter the night.
For fear, that what
they come to…..
will not be real
Those who hide their thoughts
Give me the night
and winters bitter frost.
And there are no
exceptions to the rules.
But where are the women,
once so beautiful.
And now reluctant
to enter the night.
For fear, that what
they come to…..
will not be real
A Wandering Poet 