Cloak of Solitude.
#WritcoPoemPrompt84
Cloak of Solitude
When her eyes are blank and cold
When there are no ripples of warmth
When they are like a frozen brook in a new moon night
When they look at me still perceive no image
When the darling shy dews are...
Cloak of Solitude
When her eyes are blank and cold
When there are no ripples of warmth
When they are like a frozen brook in a new moon night
When they look at me still perceive no image
When the darling shy dews are...