attempt at something

Dec 01, 2006 23:07

my breath is like a warm night
subtle
electrifying
as fireflies dancing on my lips
mingling with midnight dew.
The night's alive
there's no love
no hate
there's only the joy
of the first snowfall of the year
the one that makes your skin tingle
the one that makes you cry
but i feel only the chill of the air.
and it's the little suicides in the snowfall;
the cold that unwinds a tiny piece of my DNA everyday
its doubled strands each become one and lonely
And I am too
That solitary snowflake that begins the season
The one fairytales and love stories
But unlike those
I've been ripped in half
And I can tell you what's missing
because my heart has hit absolute zero
And I miss what I've lost
There won't be first footprints on fresh snow
No first locks of hair
In fact, I wouldn't even know the color
I just want to feel the fire in hearth
I want to feel warm, like my breath on snowflakes.
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