ShelterLight

A face, a frown, the words that are written upon white paper, the colour of winter flesh. None can show the feelings hidden inside the heart. The heart knows no bounds when it comes to love and hate. My heart knows no bounds of the pain which I have for missing you. It is a struggle with each passing day as more time is put between our last embrace. It's winter and I need your flesh against mine. Your flesh and body to warm me in these terribly cold times. The snow is carried on the wind, reaching across the land and sea. Just like how our love reaches each other and wraps around one another, past the dista