I owe you no thoughts
You owe me no time
The wind holds the song
My heart knows the crime
Pain is a memory
Feeding the flame
There is no free story
Hearing is shame
Dance in the snowdrift
Over hope's grave
For a life so lived
Without love is safe
Pay the days, no mind
Pay the nights, no heed
Stay happy and blind
Without care, without dream
YOU ARE READING
Reaching Past Winter
KöltészetA new collection of poetry by the author, Michael J Tyger.
