#1604-Below
With, or without
Nature’s blanket,
In winter,
It feels cold.
But while blood flows,
The will glows, and
Imagination freely roams,
Nothing can perturb
The warmth brewing below.
With, or without
Nature’s blanket,
In winter,
It feels cold.
But while blood flows,
The will glows, and
Imagination freely roams,
Nothing can perturb
The warmth brewing below.