Camelot

Camelot

Sunday, September 29, 2013

The Cold

As I lay
Bruised and battered
Shattered
Tears of blue
Torrential rain
Chest torn
Cavity decayed

I saw an image
Blurred, misshaped
A hand
Held out to me
To help me stand

Strong arms
Burdened
By my weight
We walked
Together
Through rocky land
I looked up at him
And smiled
Through teary gaze

He sighed
As our lips met
We felt
The twinge of
The cold melt
Inside

*Allene Angelica*
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