been so long cold
cold inside out
ain’t got no love, only doubt
cold outside in
ain’t got no life, only sin
cold to the bone
ain’t got no nothin’, all alone
don’t know when i’ll have ta’ fold
been so long cold
cold inside out
ain’t got no love, only doubt
cold outside in
ain’t got no life, only sin
cold to the bone
ain’t got no nothin’, all alone
don’t know when i’ll have ta’ fold
been so long cold
been so long
cold
6 comments:
This one could be set to music! I can hear it as a ballad or something.
oh, thanks, trish! hmmmm.....wonder if dylan would be interested! ;)
oh, wait, how 'bout COHEN???
oh, yeah!
Beautiful poem and you used one of my favorite images, Winter by Alfons Mucha.;)
Thank yo for your kind visit the other day and I am sorry for all your troubles. I appreciate you taking the time to disclose all that to me in a lovely comment.
xoxo
i love this image too! course, i love mucha's work, period! thanks so much for coming by, zuzana!
Tu sais donc vraiment
Tu sais donc ce que c'est
Ce que c'est que ce froid !
Je pense à toi, Jenean. Si tout d'un coup, si tout d'un coup tu avais vraiment froid, mes pensées vont vers toi.
I hope all is well for you. But those words are chilling.
Roger
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