Tomorrow's dawn
Is another question
Will you bleed?
If I ever touch you
Will it hurt you?
If I pour my words out

Soft yet cold to the touch
Tough and full of sorrow
It is just how I feel
When I put my skin on yours

Roses withered
Clothes scattered
Hearts shattered
Visions clouded
And darling, are you there?
I chased the winter to know cold
I burned my hand to know fire
Yet, you stand still
The tears spoke of truth
Wine tells you I suffered
If and only if, did I chase the summer
Will you hold my hand?