For Carnation (The)
Winter Lair
Drifting to sleeplet the snow falldeep unto the blighted placefar belowthe earth, the slowingrivers flow, come againalone in the forceof the morninglast dark light at his feetdreams come to hewho is fallencomfort and sin, place in onebit by frailsilver spiderthat crawled into my winter lairfortunes vastcan provide what isgranted me now, in our modest homebirds in the treeshigh above uslisten for the sound of padded feetsmall branch is brokenhanging loose nowresting against the piney floorpulling her weightfrom the whole nowfox makes its way into my den
From Letras Mania