Saturday, February 9, 2019

Cold Embrace

I see a streak in the sky
Coming down from on high
Is it a rainbow?
Or a trick of the light?

What is that bright light on the horizon?
What is that rumble shaking the ground?
Is it a new day coming?
Or the end of our time?

I feel the warmth on my skin
The blinding light on my eyes
Come sit next to me, my darling
Let’s hold hands so together we shall die

Will they see our love in the ashes
In the fatal history of our last moment?
Once the heat gives way to a forever winter
Will they find warmth in our cold embrace?

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