Mister Frost, you're not the only
one who has been acquainted
with Night.
Her soft shadows, and
enveloping, luscious curves.

Robert, you're not the only
one who walked through rain
and back in rain.
It's cold blanket, and
comforting, familiar taste.

Miss Palmer, you're not the only
one who has been acquainted
with the Darkness of the Day.
His harsh light, and
blinding, searing smiles.

Robert,
Amanda,
it is a terrifying sight, because
we are living the same way.