NightWitch55

 Hold on; be strong Here comes the wind, baby Rock-a-bye sings, lazy Winter days    Lazy winter days Take a scarf I said Tying mine into an intricate knot Hoping you wouldn't notice As I laced it    In the same pattern as our fingers Your scent lingers on Even after you've gone Running down the road Seventy miles per hour, And hours later I still can't believe you're gone You took hold of me Like a fist,   You tied me like a windsor knot Holding me close, But spreading me to hide Some unseen, unknown imperfection An infection of the heart Hidden behind polite smiles All the while you cried      Because of some cold wind  S