Baron Fields

205.1Barron Fields
In the baron fields of winter
I hear the rustle of my windowpane
The wind calls to answer silence
It echoes madly to unleash my shame
Howling and Blowing
Something is tearing outside
It won’t reach inward
Since the way it can not find
Walls protecting the heart of
My home are very strong indeed
They shut out the forces of nature
And they do not let me bleed
Sullen dark is the sky above
It shadows out the light
Yet inventions of time shine brightly
Into my room in the night
Softly the sun peeks inward
It warms a spot on my face
If it had a voice, it would say
Hey woman, I’ve found your place

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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