Like Winter Snow (2008)

Your love is cold like winter snow
Emotions that never ripened
What’s in that dark heart no one knows
Only that you seem frightened

In aimless pride, you seem to hide
behind those thick rose red lips
What’s really happening inside
the reasons you can’t move your hips

The lack of soul that you unfold
Seems hollow when I wallow
But yet for you I still do hold
A love that I must swallow

And now as we take separate trains
Your presence, ghost-like and lost
the only memory that remains
is the shadow of your frost

for Cindy

©copyright 2008


About Wilson Santos

Wilson Santos is a writer, filmmaker, music producer, DJ, spoken word artist, graphic designer, entrepreneur and college professor. And he makes a hell of a Mojito too.

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