Come winter and make me your silent shadow <br />As you whiten the weathering woods. <br />Take captive my breath, <br />And freeze my heart <br />As you dampen the flowered fields. <br />Drape me in gossamer fabric, <br />And make me your martyrdom queen. <br />Weave me a throne of snow and ice <br />Between the hidden trees <br />To discard my thoughts and wasted dreams. <br />Construct a crown of the purest ice <br />To place upon my head. <br />Willfully make me follow you. <br />Bathe me in the whitest light <br />To strip me to my purest form. <br />Show me the ghost I've become <br />And the reason why winter is my shroud. <br />Flow through my body <br />And lift me above the frozen trees. <br />Show me why winter is my decadence. <br />Then take me down to the darkest, coldest shadow <br />And show me why I've become winter's ghost, <br />Why I belong to winter.<br /><br />Child of Lacrymosa Meszaros<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-ghost/
