Vague steps on an
Unfamiliar path,
Sweeping the vulnerable
With the winter winds.
I have not known
Spring to ever meet fall,
Love to ever meet war,
Or the sun the ever meet the moon.
Crys in the midnight gore of
Passion,
You and I met.
Laughter in the late night
coyness,
You and I loved.
Regret in the early morning
Hate,
You and I parted.
I have not known
Summer to ever meet winter,
Hate to ever meet peace,
Or the moon to ever meet the sun.
Vague steps on an
Unfamiliar path,
Sweeping the vulnerable
With the winter winds.

I'll lay
with your memory
until I can't remember
your face, your hair,
your smile

I'll laugh
with your jokes
until I can't remember
the punch line, the beat,
the heart

I'll dance
with your body
until I can't remember
your muscles, your shape,
your soul

I'll stay
with your presence
until my heart
won't beat anymore

I'll try to escape
your never ending embrace
you're a flame
a never dying ember

for I know
that one day
you'll leave me
like the rest

but right now
I'll hold on
to the string,
keeping us together

I still urn for winter,
You know.
You always knew.
I still urn for spring,
You know.
You always knew.
I still urn for the feeling of sunshine,
You know.
I still urn for you,
You know.
Without one
Touch or look,
You knew.
Without one
Kiss or cry of despair,
You knew.
You knew what you
Could do to me.
You knew,
But yet you
Continued to do that thing,
You do.
Knowing,
I knew.