Pull up a chair and relax. This is where I write, with my eyes. Stay as long as you like. You'll find me, where the wild roses grow ♥
ensnared in cold arms
by the moon before yule
It looks iced over.
Wow! The way you’ve processed the image make me think of ice crystals on a window pane. Makes me chilly just looking at it.
And the verse, as always, is perfect.
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