Blood of winter
stains the white
casting off
the frigid fright
moonlight splays
across the sheets
anartica's breath
the only heat
raindrops held
within the air
letting us know
winter's here
His blood thick
rich...sanguinary
into his mind
I long to tarry
Cool the boiling
the cauldrons hearth
blanketing all
a soft rebirth
one as he
melds with his title
sweet rarity
within to idle
into his veins
the darkness seeps
in arms of desire
I soundly sleep
each new year
the seasons grant
something new
to enchant
A dreamers orb
open wide
blood of winter
softly slides
crimson tears
coat his cheek
ever more
his soul to seek
let me hibernate
in snow dusted hills..
with blood of winter
freshly spilled...
{Dedicated to the special darkling, who few can match}
Blood of Winter...
Copyright 2003 Beverly L. Hernandez
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