Gothic Winter Testo

Gothic winter and all things badThe scribbles on paper of the dreams I've had
That question looms with anvil weight
Black is her heart and a love of hate
Magnetic attraction between polar spheres
A wish of her wants, denied all these years
Feelings fester a hint of grey
Dark conversion, this is her way
A frostbitten soul buried deep in my chest
Steel ribcage and wire mesh
An iron core, a blackened heart
My human side tears me apart
Pale
Almost fragile beauy
Hidden under wrap
Smooth black velvet hugs where I wish to a perfect embrace
Treated tenderly
Soft breath wisks me away to a dreamscape
Where all wonderful colors
come together in envy of my dear black