Another Day, Another Dolor

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

 

Empty Ring

Empty ring of cold white ice
Dangles in air very nice

Hard as marble in March
Melting with a music of manacles

Dripping with the tap of a drum.
Why she smile and me so glum?

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