A storm was brewing
He thought it was winter
where he stood
until a wave of heat
hit him and knocked
him over;
never to stand again.
It was the call of the wind
that caused her to hurry
on her way
to somewhere new
She ceased where she stood
on the yellow lines
of a road, unknown
for she saw a man lying there
buried in the snow
A fire burned
between these two strangers
One- a lost cause
and one in danger
Ignited by the same flame-
a bond eternal
for she ceased where she stood
on the yellow lines
of a road, unknown
never to walk any further.