The butterflies have fled.
In their stead rides an endless army
Through the valley of my insides
Raging, pillaging, burning
No mercy

Tonight
with the ground made of diamonds          
 and the sky full of fog,
I stood and I listened
To silence.
That spoke to me and whispered:
to be alone is not always to be lonely.
As I walked towards the end of the world, where land
meets sky
meets oblivion,
swirling spirits danced patterns around me.
The cold discovered my lungs 
and filled my veins.
I am winters child

Breathe
                                 In
                               Out
the air flows
from my lungs to yours
the atmosphere between us charged,
a calm before the storm
our bodies interlocked
a second lasts a century
as I look into your eyes
the lightning is unleashed
all of these feelings strike me
as I clutch you tight
an unrelenting sea
colored red with passion threatens to
                           Sweep
                               Us
                            Away

This pain I'm feeling
I dealt this hand to myself
And now I shall live