Winds of Change

Winter's Kiss

Midnight; and the daisies swoon at a zephyr’s hand;
My lover smiles to where I stand
With one hand raised to the sky
He pulls a star down from the Heavens
And he hands it to my heart to freely wish upon
Sadly I realize that all the wishes in the world
Could not compare to the fire he has already given me.

-S.

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