Hello James,I havn't seen you in a while. i really love this poem, a bit darker than I rememeber of your poetry, but I do intend to keep up this time. I hope all things are well Gackt =)
The cold is piercing, now isn't it. Once again, I envy your brilliant imagery. What will it take for you to write of happier times? Take care for now.-Cindy Moon *)
I sense the dismal weather outside as a possible source of inspiration =D Umm, slight picky thing - "its" not "it's" in the third line/third stanza. I :heart: the last stanza most, I think...::sigh:: but it's so hard to say. All your poems are like coffee.
- ephemeral dreams (because I almost never use my pen name)