Holding what?
Something promised,
But not given.
You come and go,
As easy as the seasons.
Will you ever stay?
That promise,
May you stick to it...
Let me hold you,
Allow yourself rest
Within my arms,
Please.
Winter is here longer then you.
The promise
Was never met
You held my heart,
Yet denied me yours.
What of your promise?
Is it nothing
That I can hold?
What may I
Hold now,
With you gone?
