She wears her heart on her collar
her eyes shine with purity of kindness
and she once smiled at me
with the kiss of summer winds

Yet I live in winter
I felt her warmth
the fact that I was not her kind
did not seem to matter to her

She waved in poetic extinction
examining all that was possible
and she came to the conclusion
that all that we were was lost

She filled our cities with water
filled our hearts with pain
told us to leave now
that mother nature was to blame

Take my lungs she cried
spitting blood like a hero
knowing that all we were
would be a finite Zero


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris