Winter Lake
A drag from a cigarette, fire in your chest.
Smoke enters your lungs, smoke in the wind.
The water will freeze, ice in your veins.
Snow packs, beneath your feet.
To your left stands the girl you loved.
Hair flowing, cheeks red, blood in her eyes.
To your right stands the girl you will love.
Head in the clouds, stars in her eyes.
Your soul screams, your mind breaks.
A storm rages.
Your hands shake.
Reach out, you are drowning.
Warmth.
A hand.
A call.
Comfort, a blanket for the cold.
Her eyes pierce the fog.
They beckon, they whisper.
They call.
And you answer.
Your lips on my lips.
Your hand in my hand.
Our bodies collide
Our souls search the heavens, bound as one.
But our bodies still stand,
Cold, rigid, as the snow falls,
Beside that frozen lake
As winter calls.
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