December

A white silk dress

Covered by cascading snow
Cold to the touch, yet still burning with a passion
Dancing with the wind
Flutter away in the breeze
As if great demons were in combat
Young warrior wipe away your tears
You have proven your stature
Your blade covered with lilies
Beaten blue and black
Shattered the truth you once knew

Reviews

[Sam]

An excellent vocabulary, and a skillful penner. A dangerous combination, and the reason this poem is worth reading. If your future work is anything like this, then you have nothing to worry about.