I remember the way the cold winter wind danced through the fur trees
sweet and sad nostalgic Xmas lights clicking haze
I remember the way you were and the lonely days
all these moments before the tide and oustanding waves.
I remember the sound of the lights dim in green
the distance between the window and the feeling clean.
OCW
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12-10&12-2012
01-08&31-2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem