Winter Moon

Left alone, halo hung; Midst the nightly waves, Stars in the sky strung Above the quiet graves. Just take a chance In your shallow disguise, With a mere glance Into her hallow eyes The winter moon's glow, Bound to my delicate world, Rained its crystalizing foe. Around, the flurries swirled In the deep, perfect land, I ask the stars, “Hold my hand” I mask the scars on demand In sweet sleep, I take a stand Fleeing the sadness; Worry leads the way I go, Everblooming madness Darkens beneath the snow. Whispers in my ears Tickle my spine; Rupture all my tears, Dream of mine.