Day by Day cold winter nights pass,
but alone I lay in my bed.
Enchanting visions of our bodies unite to form one,
sends chills through my soul.
I smell the scent of your body,
dancing about my room.
The sweet taste of your lips affixed in my mind,
never forgetting our last good-bye.
With this thought I put to rest,
my weary soul that won’t ever forget.
By: PryncesSyndrome ©