She stood for so many silent minutes staring out that frosted window, replaying each season again in her mind.
  Tapestries of memory swiftly unraveled by such frigid winds.
Ice claws at those swollen eyes with fury but no feeling remains

      So much time has passed since those golden days of spring, when they danced in the firefly's flames
    They trusted the rain....made love in a home of dew and droplets wearing no more than laughter
Soon life went though that rain became storms that swept away those cherished joys

     House became home while secretly lacking the heart within its' foundation
   Hopes hung out to dry in the warmth of the sun returned scorched, little more than ash to hold
Dreams belong in the darkness so together they packed them away for safe keeping.

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No longer can she stand alone in the bitterness of winter, such gloom contaminating every facet of existence

     Stolen away the joy and hope that once existed, no more than raw flesh and bone remain

Fast falling from that cliff into the rocks below a sense returns that her spirit's free...


Tidal waves of time had carried those boats to different shores where they returned to she and he
Forbidden mentions of us or we...affections now buried somewhere in some sand...