Bone chilling cold enshrouds,
as if in frozen wastes,
i stretch my muscles,
aching for warmth.
I miss her arms,
her welcoming beams of light and heat,
thawing the depth of my wounds,
'llowing them, begging them heal,
her memories all i have.
my body burns,
my eyes droop,
forever cold and bored.
my home awaits,
sandy dunes that scorch the feet,
water waxes and wanes,
storms of might and destruction; and rebirth,
she doe not wait for me though i wait for her.
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