Silent snow flakes whispered gently, falling to the ground. The sun descended quietly making not a sound. Leaving, in its wake sparkly wishes in the sky. And running through the forest, even though I try, I cannot catch the stars, like snow so way up high. I lament the loss of winter. It was my one true friend...
aphelia the vampire · Tue Jan 18, 2011 @ 09:54pm · 0 Comments |