Cold Winter's Passion

Cold Winter's Passion


If only I could live again to see your eyes blazing like that night

Fire that ignited me, sending a burning caress, flaming silk down my spine

Dreaming of the long time past, chasing the memory like my last breath

As that night had dimmed, morning threatening, you forced me close

Down on the frozen soil, raging breaths and deafening hearts

The ice on my skin melted away at your touch

Tears slide down my aging cheeks

as I remember the soft whispers you had slipped into my ears

Words of such desperate longing

I remember the prickle, the stubble on your chin as it raked against delicate flesh

In that moment the emotion inside me ripped away
the threads of my failing sanity

As blood trickled from your lips, a bitter sweet smile on your face

I pulled my hand away, a river of blood in its wake;

Soaking my hands, my chest

That night I liberated you

I close my now unseeing eyes

If only you were here on this cold night to do the same for me