As The World Dances, I Halt Still;

How much can he really articulate between the calmness of waves before the tide tears the stretch of her composure, Brutally. My frostbitten skin cringed in pain, As the glacial wind swept across my teary face. Never was I so vulnerable, When the last of my defenses broke away. You never knew how much of a harbor I wish I could be whenever you submerge into that hollow depth of your phantom. - ClariceC.