I have visions of you sitting somewhere, cold and enshrouded in snow
I sense you clinging to life, trying not to let go
You are waiting for me I know
Your patience will not be in vain, I grab my coat and take my leave
So that I may hold you again and set you free
I follow the calls of your voice singing your old serenade
It leads me to the frozen wasteland that seeks to be your final resting place
In this place where angels dare not dwell
I shall press on and resist winter’s spell
The beastly blizzard does it’s best to keep me at bay
Toppling trees and hurling boulders across my way
Webs of frost form around my neck
I brush them away only for them to return in full effect
Frostbite creeps through my digits and starts to spread
Through my hands and feet and crawling slowly to my head
I don’t know if I can keep marching forward with my arms and legs gone
Snowflakes streak across my eyes and now my vision cannot be relied upon
Constellations of ice form around my face dark blue face
I fear I may lose myself in this desperate place
It’s as if the night sky has become my blindfold
But I believe with your charms this ailment may be consoled
The loss of sight matters not anyway
For your call is my lantern
And it would never lead me astray
A guiding light that can never abandon
Though your voice starts to fade
I can feel you near
The end of the serenade
But I know you are here
I force my eyes to open and see
You frozen in place but reaching out for me
Ensnared in crystals flowers that bloom with each step I take
I drag through the last few steps so that I can reach you before it’s too late
I take your hand and a hint of a smile grows ever so slightly on your face
My love I’m sorry I kept you waiting so long
I cannot save you but I will gladly share your fate
For no matter the circumstance, our embrace is where we belong
I can feel your breathing start to slow
And the last of my own strength is starting to go
It’s clear this is the end and so I lean in
For if it is our destiny to be frozen in time
It should be at the moment when your lips meet mine
Pillars of ice topple in the intense blizzard and seismic quakes shred the icy ground. The tundra collapses in on itself and begins falling into the sea, as everything falls apart a thick white mist bursts ups and enshrouds the scene. Underneath it, invisible and unseeable to every denizen of heaven and earth are two souls forever entwined with one another in a beautiful dance, spinning in a shard of ice and sinking deeper into cold water.
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Comments (1)
"I cannot save you but I will gladly share your fate, For no matter the circumstance, our embrace is where we belong", excellent line, great poem, love your work, thanks for sharing! Subscribed.