Sevanteen Sacred Whispers

 
1.      I have never felt the cold kiss of Jack Frost upon my lips, yet I have always desired it

2.      Now that the fear subsides, now ice can’t really hide, I would like to tell to you…

3.      Absolutely nothing

4.      Is scared, to his touch

5.      Field and fern, I knew as much, but deeper he hides in the mind, frozen and solid, so divine

  6. Forget the acoustic, shallows consumed, dead now, the aunt of cold, distant yet deadly

7. You as rich as you are surely, surely not such a complexion, yet forget me not, yet dying of a cold death how could the human COMPLEXION CRY NO LESS? A moment?  

 8. I loved you but for the wrong reasons of rapidity, yet here we fall away in the shadows so complex, I see you through my erudite of hatred passing on - making fire into wine

 9. Now you are using me, will another be brave enough? Will another? Ever? YES?