Ice

Snow eat all people,
get lost in the snow below
Finland in March.
Angels is not enough
just anywhere.

I realized I still heart
part of any frost
Below loves.
The dreams of the sleeping
under the ice, the soul
free elfin
pigeon flies
low.

I can say what
I want, that's what you
However, you can not hear.
You have learned
Deafness skill.
Here's how you can contribute to
lose the love of true.

Every place of hard ice,
Inside fickle feeling
wings grow.
Continually changing weather.

My heart ones are brimming with
love the waves.
Angry years tires
rotate around.

The last opportunity
already gone, where is
all the cold
melting sun?