Cuddle in my arms, you are.
We just enjoying quiet time together.
Relaxing on the couch in the dark with a single candle burning.
Just reflecting back on our relationship.
Like when we first met.
It's been a worthy experience.
One I wouldn't trade for anything.
I remember our first kiss.
It's simply hard to forget.
It was sincere.
It was passionate.
Just like the one I've just given you.
I remember our walks in the park.
Those self made dinners we had.
Those was good times.
Just like those we are creating now.
As we are just cuddling in the dark.
Remember not the decay,
the cruel face of cold shunning
embers ceaselessly illuminating circularity -
by this time next Spring,
a completion of the
first increment of three
measuring your absence;
the rain pelting down upon us
shan’t amount to these
tired whispers of re-unity;
instead we command this moment,
healing ourselves to complete the cycle.
gray pallor shadowing your countenance
is all that I remember of that fateful night, yet
somewhere in the distance, past the old church
bellowing mournful hymns and aching visions
a lark's call, mournful and sweetly echoing
through leafless trees abound with secrets
settles into the weighted soil of my heart
takes root amid these broken eggshell dreams
one final plea - join me in this obscurity -escapes
your silent lips like tears from your unseeing eyes
When those old memories fade,
To a far off, misbegotten past;
And those long forgotten dreams,
Turn to light
And to dark;
By the light that guides you home,
May you gain
Let the darkness wear burdens -
- and be cast out,
unto that lightless, damned fire,
with the past and all its dread.
Let them burn,
in that lifeless flame;
Stay your heart,
And hold steadfast,
And let the light