The twisting in you

[silvermoonluca]

The last bridge he'd burned
and no one was the wiser

it took him all the day
until the moon it was swallowed

That night she took him to bed
and they, there lay fallow

Plans and dreams ripped away
and she only followed

now cold and alone
he pondered living

but just as he chooses life
the frost wasn't so giving

and no one was the wiser