• vaibhav94s 10w

    A Bleak Winter Night

    You still visit my dreams,
    Like a western wind in the plains
    Cold as ice with a little bit of rain.
    With your old jacket on
    And blue slip ons
    Rushing towards me
    In order to set me free
    Free from these desires
    And all those who conspire
    Conspire against me
    As I have you
    And you have me.