[~*Lonely Wanderer*~]: 264.Illusion Prince

A grey sky consumes my color
The winter man sips at my blood
I’ve lost all hope to being able to feel my hands again

A shudder; as I try to suppress the wind
While it moans sweet seductive promises in my ear
I’m numb to the core

The rain disguises itself as falling leaves
My heart has just fell about thirty stories
Committed suicide off of the edge

While it falls it shatters
As I shudder
I become the rain

Cold daggers like the tears
Falling from the crying face
Of the owner who reigns the broken heart

A miracle
The rain is now snow
Sweeping me off of my unshod feet

The Prince of Winter rides out to save me
Or perhaps this dream
Is an illusion

Just like I know
This feeling is real
But it doesn’t belong

In my loved heart

“Illusion Prince”
©~Jenn
3:34 p.m.
10/28/06