A FRAGILE DAWN
Pitch black blossoms on the winter sky
Conquered the bare crowns
In the old mist of a fragile dawn
A frozen sculpture
Born from a true heart
Two bodies so lovingly intertwined
Within the iced soil of the human life
Your gentle hand still resting heavy
On my cold cheek
As the never melting ice of the north
My strong hands unable to caress
Along your scars of time
But I’m still in love with all of them
All words are lost in our frozen throats
But I feel your vigorous fear
of decaying in this frozen cage of life
I want to leave this dormant witchcraft, too
But these glaciers of time will not melt away
And I feel we can’t break through
Without breaking us apart
Your last broken parts
Still knotted to my solitary heart
But these remains are so cold
