I
was
whole
on my own
okay
at the start til
you came along &
wide-bust my heart
& made me believe love
means two parts of US pair.
"You'd always love me &
always be there."
BUT
 reality shone brightly
YOU
had
no
care.
SO
I'll
worship you
not. no longer. no more.
YOU
prey
when you're sorry & you're left all alone,
as lights in that tunnel guide you down home.
For the journey, I wish you good luck and good health  
for without you, i would've been stuck on my shelf
:)

Beautiful mists', colour us,
falling; Silently,
wrapped beneath
dusk covers.

During these twilight hours
come and walk with me
down by the bustling river
Let's lose ourselves
amongst the days shadows
Watching sparkling reflections
dance upon the surface
underneath entwined illuminations
Press your cold hands into this warm heart
as we pause
to kiss
amongst
the jewels on chains

By paper-lantern light

flames colour a snow crystals dance, beautifully enchanting, to

the distant sound of singing; Joyous songs of celebration, lulling all in revelry. Each note heard

in silent reverence, beneath the skeletal canopy of majestic oak spread. Where from amongst the

damp branches, wise old saucer eyes calls "Ubi? Ubi?", heralding a cacophony of wide-eyed whispers

This afternoon, sweet twilight guides our paths as we search on ever onward journeys unknown; Our

arms collecting firewood, to fill the empty hearths of others. Unaware of the cold hands, we are, when

there's such warmth in our hearts. We toil within the stillness, snow falling softly, and covering the
  
crisp ground. From deep beneath the dazzling pure white, tiny hibernating animists
  
blink wide from the                               warmth of hidden
  
woodland beds.                        Gently,         
   sweep the                   12 droplets
                             of ice from                 all our eyes, Sol,                   
                             as we cough        darkness                                
                     from our      lungs,                       
                       watching the sparkles     of no                                              
                      matter,  floating                  
in the  paper-
            lantern light            
       to scatter across    
this   Solstice   sky,
illuminating our fates,
as cold  snowflake hearts
twinkle like falling stars, unseen,
turning, embracing the return of the Light

T
i
n
der
of smiles,
c r a c k ling
word sparks,
ignite the
dry.