Saturday, January 12, 2008

"And rainy is my hair"...

Dreary's daughter

My veins are clear as water
my eyes are clear as air
I am Dreary's daughter
and rainy is my hair

Silver patter, water falling
is the clatter of my steps
I am silver falling
to whisper from the depths

My cheeks are cold and windy
the windswept sky's my rime
If I'm your song, then sing me
my heart is keeping time

If you hear me, then come near me
I long to be unlone
an ember glows within me
and frost within my bone