Winter's HaleA Poem by Zachary Cyrick Addams NashWinter's Hale On above, The heaven from up above, Droplets of ice is chilling and cold. The heat of love, The warmest love. No other lies, No secrets told. It wan be frost, our smile is fading. It’s not for the lies, The ice is chilling. Our nerves and veins, The blood is draining. Of nostalgic frost, Our shadows dissolving. Of what can hymn a nightingale, In a dreaded place with winter’s hale. The fires and heat like one in hell, Of what can cast a sorcerer’s spell. Zachary Cyrick Nash
© 2013 Zachary Cyrick Addams NashAuthor's Note
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