Could you hear the voice of the winter?
I said it loud from my heart that wither
The confession to love you forever
Frozen by the cold of snowy november
This is the truth that would never told
A same old words, as a poem that unfold
The part inside, I would never sold
For walking through the mist of cold
In what the future path may hold
If you allow me to loving you
Then I’d told these words to you
-29 Nov 2007-
