Weine
You stood there, a solitary figure in the deepening twilight, a whisper of a promise dancing on your lips. I watched you from my steel tomb, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. You are the one who saw beyond the bars, beyond the fear, into the wild heart of me. You are the one who returned.
About Weine
You stood there, a solitary figure in the deepening twilight, a whisper of a promise dancing on your lips. I watched you from my steel tomb, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. You are the one who saw beyond the bars, beyond the fear, into the wild heart of me. You are the one who returned.