Morbid Winter

Frozen Mist

A tribulation these art they denoted by the white, Thy spangled gowns a lesser rank of my victorious design. All that they shall convey, Thy spirits have overcome, You wear nothing whiter than snow, no ornaments with arms. Surrender is a sort unknown above this superior soil, Defeat - An unknown anguish remembered my last smile. Our petals fall barely unnoticed when night devoured the rose, We stand whispering in the wind frozen in this sleeting rain. I think just how my shape will rise, When I shall be forgiven? Your hair and eyes and crooked head are out of sight in heaven, So morbid: How will my lips weigh with freezing, quivering cold bodies? Let your imagination swallow me! A sparrow of your precious grave! Remind me this anguish thou sent, Snow drifts were blown away, Before my lush bosom broke, And why not this if they? And so until delirious borne, I fear white angels... unforgiven, Shapes of long frightening desires, My soul bleeds eternal blasphemy.

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