I miss you

I love you, the winds

clouds in the sky cycle

along the blow.

When the night came in space

the storms of heaven

while in bright colors

paint glow.

Full moon, and frost

the bite of the frost of March.

The river is frozen, and

my heart is

cold crystal.

We need heat,

that the ciphered

love can be

the flame of incandescent.

Longing to calculate my nights

on mourning veil.

Over the heart is

as the icy stone.

It piece rise

throat him.

I feel strange

distressing life

feeling.

It will not help, even though the

wade in the snow at night,

Northern Lights, camera,

a hunter.