Monday, November 5, 2012

Cold mistress in warm light

Love beats down,
everyone hears the sound.

Love leaves me,
it's stained the streets beneath me.

Love clings by a thread,
the weight is heavy in my chest.

Love flees,
the bindings weak, now nothing left to see.

Love a cold winters mistress,
as naked as the barren trees.

Love a kindled flame,
as faint as the morning beam.

Love never defeated,
reborn for one that will complete it.

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