The Tears Of My Angel's December

The solitude confines me in a wintry cage,
I'm left with snowflakes to wash away my fears.
A silent flourish of my melted haven.
Basking in the ambiance of the angel's white tears.

I'll protect you this December as the wind cries,
Do not fret for tonight I'll wipe your eyes.
Softly you whimper, but I wrap you in a tight embrace,
Dear angel of mine I'll kiss the pain away.

My December is a worship for I found you with a sad face.
Smile little darling for my warmth will be your saving grace.

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