Katherine Look Poem by Nero CaroZiv

The wanton winds kissed me in one bright morning spring,
While the Robin birds teased me with their chirrup and sing,
But Katherine with her slaying fiery eyes just looked at me whole
And never even once spoke to me at all.



The sweet winds kisses were lost in frigid winter, dark and decay
And the Robin songs in my ears stopped their nimble play,
The birds left the iron cold barren boughs and flew away
But the look in Katherine eyes haunts me thru winter night and day



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