They have broken in a field of grey
That would not last the winter long
And so the seeing done in dark
sets it’s eyes upon the flame.
If you pardon me just now
I would take a break to hold
And feel the warmth within my hands
As I sip my cup.
The Veil Part I
Filed under poetry
i feel like I’m being gently but all the same toyed with… =P
Indeed.
Love the simplicity of it yet it’s filled with complexity. But that could just be the way I read it.
I do endeavor to say multiple things with one line.