Robert J King

Sommer

Winter

The Innner Circle you do come again. You come again, with a Man whpo wates at the bottom of the StairsYou are so Cold but warm The breath is crisp I can smell you of Hard work, who points the Way but you look strange your arm is gives me a Sign I disappear un der the ice but one day your warmth is felt as you let go yout hair is blonde but strangely Beauatiful but I see sentiment in your eys and your srange Beauty, to women have poer and shock you can scream and give a un-understandable Crie but she Loves you all the same, to a man yoy are no strange you give a Kisss and he can ...