Thursday, February 5, 2009

How Young Lovers Die

It's getting colder outside.
White flakes fall all around,
Covering everything in white,
Making us look like brides.

We share one last embrace.
I feel the heat on your cheeks.
The tears still freeze on your face
But I won't let it ruin this day.

Just don't leave me all alone,
Give me somewhere to call home.
Keep a place out for me,
Somewhere only we know.

If only this snow would disappear
And turn into a churning river,
We could sink to the bottom
And stay this way forever.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Hey Sean, It's Mother Leopard. I enjoyed reading your writings. You are very talented. I hope you are happy these days :)